My Kids

Chapter Nineteen

My Kids 1

Sophia’s POV

Although I didn’t want Maxon to see Asher, and I didn’t like how Amara brought her to him, I was still relieved that my son was fine, and he was back up. Probably, just for a while before he gets the usual attack, but I was still glad, and happy.

I rushed to him, pulling him into my arms with a big smile on my face. At some point, I thought I was going to loose him, I thought I would never see my son again, I was scared and was in pain, I couldn’t deal with the fact that I might loose him.

I turned slowly back to Maxon, who was now trying to get down from the bed, I would have lose my son if he hadn’t given out his blood, I would have lose hope on everything if I had lost him. He saved Asher, he was the savior, and I owed him that.

But there was this part of me that felt like it was his responsibility, he was his father after all, and he had to be for him in terms like this.

I turned back to Asher, the exact reason I didn’t want Maxon to see him