Lycan king's substitute breeder novel Chapter 52

Vivian

Oregon sat me down on the bed, his expression filled with concern. My head was bowed, and my eyes were still red and watery from crying.

I could feel his gaze on me, but I couldn't bring myself to meet his eyes. Instead, I just stared at the floor, my thoughts racing.

The silence stretched between us, heavy and uncomfortable. I knew he was waiting for me to say something, but I didn't know what to say.

"Please, stop crying," he said gently, his tone firm but compassionate.

I nodded, trying to force myself to stop, but I couldn't. My eyes were stinging, and my cheeks were still wet with tears. I felt embarrassed and ashamed, but I couldn't seem to control myself.

He sighed, then reached out and placed his hand on my chin, gently lifting my head so I was looking at him. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice soft.

"I'm getting better now," I whispered, and he wiped away my tears. I noticed he looked quite nervous, which made me wonder.

"Why do you look so distressed? Shouldn't I be the one asking if you're alright?" I muttered.

"I overheard you and my mother having a private discussion," he said, removing his hand from my face.

I sighed, turning my face away. "How did you find out? Who told you?" I asked.

"Does it matter? What did you two talk about? What did she tell you?" he asked, his voice filled with anger.

"You don't need to know," I said.

"I don't need to know?" he said, disappointment evident in his voice. "I think I should leave now. Get some rest."

Oregon stood up and headed towards the door.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked quickly, causing him to pause and turn to me.

"Shouldn't I be?" he asked, his voice sincere.

"I'm sorry. I just-"

"I came all the way here to comfort you and ask you questions because I was really worried, and here you are treating me like some piece of shit," he said furiously.

I sighed deeply. "I'm sorry, but it's something personal," I whispered.

"Something personal? You mean to tell me that you and my mother talked about something personal? Something not worth talking about with me, huh?" he asked.

"No, it's not what you think," I said, shaking my head and hoping he would understand.

"Good night, Vivian," he said, pushing the door open. I quickly jumped from the sofa and ran outside.

"Wait!" I pleaded, and Oregon halted. I heard him sigh loudly before he turned to face me.

"What is it, Vivian?" he asked weakly. He was probably tired of me already.

"I will tell you everything," I said softly.

"You don't have to," he said, starting to walk away again.

I looked around the bright lobby and realized it was just the two of us there. I sighed heavily and let out a yell. "I found out that the people I called mother and father aren't my biological parents!"

Oregon's legs stopped moving, and he turned his neck to me before turning his whole body. "What?" he whispered softly.

"Can we talk about it inside?" I said, keeping my head down.

"Alright," he replied.

I walked back in, and he followed, closing the door behind him. I sat on the sofa, and he sat next to me.