Mommy daddy is the lycan king

Chapter 95

Julian’s POV

Slowly, the light crept into Julian’s senses, and it banished every trace of darkness in his being. He had

thought he saw himself at the gates of Hades for a moment and thought he went in, but it turned out he

didn’t go in. If he had gone in, there would not have been any light.

He couldn’t be in the life beyond; he wasn’t sure the moon goddess would let him in after what he had

done-after playing into the hands of Doom and Mischief. The moon goddess was probably just as mad

at him now as she was when he activated his curse.

So, this wasn’t the life beyond, and that meant he had somehow survived the attack he fell into last

night. It was a huge relief, but it came with a lot of questions. His senses grew sharp, and he sat up,

knowing where he was.

He was at Fiona’s home.

She had saved him.

She had sna tched him away from the gates of Hades and brought him back to life.

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from the couch so he could sit down, and the covers he had over his body fell to his lap. He was naked

from the waist up, and every one of his wounds had healed. He also felt a deep internal wholeness.

She healed him of the afflictions he suffered while attempting to seal up the dark world. He felt so much

better than he had been in over a week.

She had done it for him-to save him and make him better. He did not want to think too deeply into it, but

he couldn’t help it.

“You are up, good.” Fiona said from behind, and he turned around and found her holding a pair of

clothes in her hands.

She moved closer to the couch he laid on and set the clothes down on it. “You are bigger than Peter,

but these are the only male clothes we have in this house, so you will have to manage them. The guest

bathroom is to the left, down through this passage. There is a new brush and toothpaste in there, so

you can clean yourself up, change, and take your leave.” She said that and turned away from him.

This was not how he thought their first conversation after she just saved his life would

be.

“It can’t be this way.” He murmured loud enough so that she could hear.

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She halted and turned to him with a stone-cold face. “What did you think was going to happen? I

brought you home and healed you, and all is well and forgiven? I’d jump on your laps and let you ride

me into happiness?”

He rose to his feet, “I never said it should be the way you were putting it.”

“I helped you because I sent those thugs on you last night, and I felt responsible. There is nothing more

to it. Now that you are back on your feet, I want you out of my house and my life.”

“I am sorry.” These were the only words he could say.

“Sometimes, sorry isn’t good enough.”

“What do you want me to say then? What do you want me to do?” he asked, his frustration displayed

on his face. “Tell me, and I will do it. Tell me what I need to do, and I will f ucking do it.”

“I once wanted something from you, but now I want nothing. I just want you gone.”

She turned to leave, but he caught her by the arm and pulled her to himself. Their faces came awfully

close to each other, and unlike what he expected, she didn’t struggle with him. She just stared at him.

As his gaze locked in hers while holding onto her, he saw it deep in her eyes: pain and brokenness.

Her pain was grave, and that was enough to make him let go and pull back.

“This is all my fault. I did this to you. I did this to us, and it might be hard for you to believe this, but it is

the truth. I am sorry for everything. I am sorry for not believing you when you wanted me to. For

thinking you were not capable of handling the truth and abandoning you. And chasing you out of our

matrimonial bed. I did all I could to protect you, but I should have seen that the one who needed

protection first was me.”

He paused and drew a sharp breath. “The dark dimensions were only able to use me that long because

I had already lied to myself. I thought you wouldn’t understand. You were right, and I was wrong. I

played right into the hands of Doom and Mischief, and I lost my strength and abilities and might never

get them back. It is all my fault, and I want to make it right. And I will die trying to correct all the wrongs

I have done. All the tears I made you shed. All night, you felt alone. That is why I came-to make things

right.” A tear slid down his face, and the guilt of everything weighed on him.

Fiona stayed silent, and even after he finished speaking, emotions roamed around on her face. “I don’t

know if I can be this person you want me to be.”

“Let me take you back.”

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“Because of your boyfriend?” He asked, and her silence said it all.

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His heart hurt greatly knowing the only woman he wanted now felt strong emotions for another. It felt

impossible when he first thought of it, but seeing her now confirmed it.

“Do you love him?”

She turned away from him to hide her emotions.

The last time he asked, she told him it was none of his business, and she was right, it wasn’t. Still, he

wanted to know-he needed to know.

“I don’t know.” She finally answered, and even her answer told him she was trapped by how she felt.

She felt strong emotions for him; it showed.

“Do you still love me?” he asked. He wasn’t in the place to even ask all this, but he wanted to know. He

wanted to know if he still had a chance with her.

She stayed silent while turning away from him. “Fiona.”

She turned around to look at him, and her eyes held so much truth in them. “I still love you, Julian.”

He exhaled in relief and almost consoled himself when she added, “But I don’t know if I want to be with

you anymore.”