Author: Thank you for reading Broken Mates of Moonlight Wolf Pack 2. I hope you continue to be with me on this journey, Thank you.
And...... I am so sorry!
This chapter is supposed to come before chapter 19, titled 'Leaving'.
The chapters messed up. Am sorry again.
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You guys know the feeling one gets when they see their crush or lover? Andrews was having the same feelings but in his case, it wasn't a his crush or his lover but his friend. The kid was floating with happiness when he saw Alan enter his room with his mother with that sweet smile of his (Alan).
He wanted to get up, but he found out he couldn't, he was too weak to do that. He watched as Alan took a seat on the chair facing him.
The room this time, was bright due to the curtains drawn back and the bright sun shining through his room, brightening up the whole room.
Since Alan's existence in his room, he has been going on and on about his favorite anime, Fairy Tail, to entertain him (Andrews). Although he couldn't make out some of the words said in the anime, he could surely make out the actions that took place.
He hasn't asked Andrews about his sickness but he did fuss about it, asking Andrews if he was okay, if he was in any pain. Andrews was really happy when Alan fussed about him but he realised he didn't like that worried look on Alan's face. All his friends at school weren't like Alan. They weren't loving or caring as him. Again, they were only following him because his father told them to Just so they would bully Alan.
And they complied, because their fathers were his (Andrews) father's friends after all. True, the five kids who were always with Andrews, bullying Alan were the kids of his five concubines, I mean friends.
Andrews wondered if they will still follow him around when he went back to school, considering his father was now imprisoned.
In any case, with Alan here, he was already feeling better. He was no longer in pain and his fever was going done too. He was also laughing and smiling a lot.
He wished Alan could stay forever but he also knew that wasn't possible. Alan had to go home. He had his family waiting for him at home. His home.
The thought brought a sad look on his face which Alan noticed, making him sad too. "What's wrong Drew, don't you like my narrating? Am I taking too much?" Andrews heard nothing else, his face lighting up when he heard the nickname Alan gave him. Drew, he liked it. He liked it very much unlike the name his mother gave him. 'An', he didn't like it. It sounded like girl's name, but he wasn't going to tell his mother that. His mother might cry her eyes out, just like the day he said he hated carrots. Her mother cried none stop, asking him what she did wrong which he had no answer to. He just hated carrots.
"Is nothing like that, I was just.......thinking"
"What were you thinking about? You can tell me"
No way
"I.......I was thinking about school" he said instead, "I wonder if I will still have friends"
"Oh, you don't have to. Even if you don't have friends anymore, I will be your friend"
"Really?" Andrews asked, excitement popping out. Alan held his waist, his head held high with a proud look. His nose would have been as long as Pinocchio's if he was in a cartoon movie. "Yes"
"Okay"
"Oh, I have something for you" remembering he had a present for Andrews, he took out the handkerchief he made from his pocket, it had an A&A draw on it. Yep! It was the letters of their first names. He actually made two, one for himself and one for Andrews.
He also took out his own and Andrews watched with sparkling eyes as Alan took out the handkerchiefs.
"Here, this is for you" Alan handed Andrews his. Wasting no time, Andrews took the handkerchief and smelled it, it had Alan's scent. His scent was comforting, calming and soothing. "Thank you" he murmured.
A blush crept on Alan's cheeks which Andrews found out. He has never made anything for anyone, Andrews was the first. And his first best friend. The kid thought, totally forgetting his first best friend, July.
"You're welcome. I also have one" he shown Andrews his, "It has our names on it"
"You made it yourself?"
"Yes" Alan said, ignoring his conscience which was telling him he didn't do it alone, that he had Debby's help. Bless you Debby, he will surely repay you later, for now, let him have all the glory.
"Wow! You're so amazing" Alan held his waist again, his nose as long as Pinocchio's after a big lie, with that proud look on.
"Praise me more, praise me more" Andrew smiled amusingly at Alan's words but still did as he said. He praised him and praised him.
"Did you call off the search?" Lvan asked Sebastian with a goofy look. Creeping the shit out of Sebastian. Sebastian was so surprised when he entered the office after he had been given permission to. It was like he wasn't looking at his alpha, the pack leader. The man didn't look like the same man who fiercely fought and won them victory years ago. This man was another man and the look was simply the definition of stupid. Did his alpha get some from his mate? Because it sure look like it and boy was he jealous. He also wanted to find his mate and have this look too. Though the look spelt stupid, he wanted this look more than anything else. *Sigh, he was going crazy. "Yes I did" he answered, rolling his eyes. "What about that old man? Did he say something?" Lvan asked but this time, he didn't have that stupid look on his face but a serious one. His eyes dart to the Xuigulun mountain of documents (On the table beside him) which he was supposed to take care off but one thing leading t
"No!" Lvan yelled, putting on his black T-shirt which went well with the jeans he worn. Tristan got up from the bed with an annoyed look, looking at the back of his mate. "We already talked about this, I'm going for that job whether you like it or not" Tristan said, reaching his limit. Lvan didn't even bother looking at him as he yelled, "No!" Again. True he decided to support Tristan but people change their minds right? The risk was just too much and Tristan was kidnapped not long ago. He couldn't just let him go out showing himself to danger just because he wanted to him. Fine, if he wanted to work then he can just work for him. He can stay home, watch movies or something, he can even cook or bake and maybe drop Alan to school. That's a nice job right? And it also pays well with a large sum of money, family and his body at night. What kind of job can bring this much benefit. He should be thankful and grab this fine job instead of going out to work for someone else. "Fine, if you d
"Debby, do you know anything about Secks wife?" Tristan asked after they all calmed down and wiped the tears cleaned. He still didn't know why Andrews older brother and sister treated him like trash when they were siblings. They were from the same mother so why was they......... their treatments towards their poor brother weren't how older siblings treated their younger ones. He was sure because his brothers never treated him that way. They loved him, cared about him, took care of him, protected him. Every time they called his name he could hear the love they had for him from their tone, their eyes, their smiles, how they talk about him to their friends and even when they scolded him. He remembered one night at a pack meeting when he was just 8years. He overheard his brother's friends asking them if they weren't fed up with him. Taking care of him, fighting for him, protecting him, providing him food and clothing when his parents said they didn't have money. Always watching his back,
Tristan noticed his son wasn't okay. The kid would normally be talking none stop, shouting, laughing, smiling, filling the car and his heart with so much happiness. Yet, today, it was as quiet as a graveyard. He hasn't said a word since he picked him up, this had him worried. What was going on in that tiny head of his son's? What was he thinking about? He wanted to know and know if he could be of any help. "What's wrong baby?" Tristan asked and waited for Alan to answer him. It took about three seconds which felt like an hour to Tristan before he answered, "Andrews didn't come to school today" Alan said, silence taken control after Alan's words. That's it? "Uh, oh, hmm, I see" Tristan said in an awkward tone. He didn't know how to react to that. Was Alan always like this? He was Iike a clingy mother. Was he like this with his other friends? He was kind of starting to feel pity for them. "Then, how about we go see Andrews now, I'm sure he will be happy to have us over" Turning his
"If you don't mind me asking, why did you marry Mr Secks?" Tristan asked, he just had to know. Why a beautiful woman like her would marry that old man. Well, there's no problem in marrying an old man if is for love but looking at Cabby, he didn't think it was because of love. In fact, he will be shock out of his mind if she did say it was because she loved him. "Do you think I will marry that stinky old man on my own decision?" Cabby asked with a look of disgust clear on her face, "I......" Now how was Tristan supposed to answer this question? "I was forced to marry him. My parents and the alpha of the pack forced me to marry him. They sold me to him!!" Cabby yelled, realising what she just did, she covered her mouth and begun to cry. Would the same thing happen to him if his brothers and Jake didn't help him? Would he have also been forced to mate with that disgusting former alpha of his? Would he have been this miserable too? He knew the answer, Yes. Was Jake going through the sa
Author: Thank you for reading 'Broken Mates', Moonlight Wolf Pack 2. I hope you continue to travel this journey with me. I hope you keep supporting me. Thank you. ************🐺********* After punishing the old woman, Tristan came back home with his son. They were both smiling, shining as they came in and went to the leaving room. They took a seat on the couch, shining, damaging the eyes of Marie, Minna and Sandy who were chatting in the living room before Tristan came in with his son, trying to blind them. What was the punishment? It was simple and quiet a small punishment. They just tied the old woman up, beat the shit out of her with a whip. Oh! They also covered her mouth so, while they were beating the crap out of her, her screams couldn't be heard. Her cry couldn't call for help. And then, they watched her (Like a 'teacher watching over the students while they took the quiz test') clean and mop the whole mansion before they left, leaving the rest to Cabby.
Tristan sat on one of the kitchen stools and watched as Debby cleaned the utensils. They just finished dinner and since he didn't want to see Lvan yet, he decided to help Debby. However, the woman was just so stubborn, refusing Tristan's help. And that was why he was seated on one of the kitchen stool, doing nothing but chatting up with her so the woman wouldn't feel bored. "Why didn't you say anything to the alpha during dinner? He looked like an abandoned puppy. He didn't even eat that much" Tristan rolled his eyes, "He deserved it" "We talked about this Tristan, give the guy a break?" Tristan stared attentively at Debby. He couldn't help it. The atmosphere around Debby was different from this morning. She looked, happy. Hell, she even sounded happy. "Did something good happen?" Debby stopped the work was was doing, turning to look at Tristan with a big grin. "Can you tell?" "Oh I sure can. You look happy" Debby let out a hearty laughter, "Yes, you're right" "What happened?" Tri
'Broken Mates' Moonlight Wolf Pack 2. Author: Thank you for reading 'Broken Mates' please comment and let me know your thoughts. Your thoughts are important to me because they also motivate me. Please keep reading and please gift me gems if is not so much to ask. Thank you, please keep support me🙇 Oh, one last thing, please, if you don't understand the beginning of this novel, it means you didn't read Moonlight Wolf Pack 1 'Alpha Will you be mine together with your son?' To understand this novel, please read the Moonlight Wolf Pack 1. **********🐺******** Tristan stormed into his and lvan's room, not even noticing the pair of hungry eyes on him. He was so tired and needed nothing but rest. Well, considering what he did today, it was understandable. He did a lot of work. Like, beating the hell of out of a vicious old woman with beautiful face without mercy. Well, truth be told, Mrs Secks was a very beautiful woman. She had the face of a goddess but compare to