Lycan king's substitute breeder novel Chapter 96

Vivian

Laura was shivering, and she could barely make eye contact with us. Her lips were shaking so badly that I thought they would fall off. I hoped they wouldn't because I needed her to confess and explain everything, as it was already confusing everyone.

"Did you hear what Vivian said, mother?" Oregon asked, breaking the silence. "Do you care to explain yourself?"

"I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice sounding shaky.

"Sorry? Sorry for what?" Oregon asked.

"Please, if I tell you the truth, promise me that you won't hurt me. Promise you won't send me to the dungeon like you did to Isabella?" she asked, tears slipping down her eyes.

"Mother, just say whatever you are hiding!" Oregon barked, sounding obviously angry.

"I lied…" she whispered.

"Excuse me?" I muttered, shaking my head.

"I lied about everything! I concocted every single story. Everything was fake, the pictures, the necklaces, every story that I told you about your mother was planned thoroughly by me," she confessed.

I gasped, covering my mouth with both palms. "What is that supposed to mean?" I asked, trying hard to keep the tears from leaving my eyes. "Are you saying those people that I thought were my parents weren't even my biological parents? How… Just how? How did you manage to concoct such a smooth story?"

"Firstly, I looked into your life and past, and with that, I planned everything," she began, her voice cracking. "I even made it look like Oregon killed your parents, but they were never your parents. They were simply people you never knew about."

"You are lying to me, right? Stop lying! Why… Why! I never realized you were the master planner. I can't still believe you. Why not write a novel then?" I yelled, and scattered my hair.

"It's okay," Oregon whispered, and came closer to me, holding my arms.

"I'm sorry… I'm really sorry," she begged.

"Mother…" Oregon whispered, clenching his fist.

"Yes, son," she answered, forcing a smile.

"Tell us, is there anything you want us to know? Are there more things to this story that you are hiding away from me?" he asked.

Laura looked at us, and her eyes started twitching nervously. She rubbed her palm against her sweaty face and swallowed audibly.

"Speak!" I growled, almost sending lasers from my eyes.

"Someone helped me with this plan," Laura quickly said.

"Who is that?" Oregon asked, walking closer to her.

"Someone close to you," Laura whispered, a smirk on her face.

"Speak!" I yelled, feeling hurtful.

Laura shook her head and carried her gaze to Oregon, who was looking dumbfounded, and his eyes were staring blankly like he knew what his mother was talking about.

"Do you know what she is talking about?" I asked, holding his hand. He faced me, and I felt sad to see the tears in his eyes.

"I do…" he answered, giving a nod. "It's actually Stephen."

I gasped, shockingly. "Are you sure about that?" I asked him, and he let out a sigh before we faced Laura.

"You aren't wrong, Oregon," she answered.

I walked towards her, and she shifted back. "Is there anything we need to know?" I questioned.

"What is that supposed to mean?" she asked, her eyebrows arching.

"Are there more things you are hiding from us!" I asked in a loud voice.