Mommy daddy is the lycan king

Chapter 74

Fiona stayed in bed, unable to sleep. There was another woman in Julian’s life, and what she had seen

today confirmed it. She had believed this was a phase that they would move out of as time went on, but

today’s truth told her there was no going back. Or at least, Julian didn’t want to go back. He was

moving on.

How was that possible? She was his mate.

She had repeated those four words for over a month now, and every time she said them, they held less

weight.

She believed the mate bond was unbreakable. Even with everything that had happened so far, her

bond with him still existed and was as strong as it always had been. If hers was strong, it meant he

hadn’t broken his. So how could he have another when she was here? How could he feel anything for

someone else?

Her eyes blurred up, knowing this was not the life she saw for herself two years ago. She thought

everything would become better from then on, but the reverse has been the

case.

She missed him. She missed everything about him. His laugh, his frown, and his lazy face when he

didn’t want to do anything. She also missed his

presence. The way he k*ssed her, held her, and touched her. She missed letting go in his hands,

knowing he

would keep her safe.

Seeing him every day but not being able to have those things crushed her.

Knowing that these changes were because of another woman made her angry.

Why was she so special to him?

When did the affair start? What did his new woman give him that she didn’t? She sank low with each

question.

He was across the hall, and she could go and ask him to tell her the truth. The old Julian would tell her

everything in a heartbeat as soon as she asked, but this new Julian wasn’t her Julian. He would either

lie or tell her she had no right to ask him questions. He had the utmost authority and would implement it

if he saw fit. Such authority included sending her away from the mansion so she would be far away

from her sons. She didn’t want to risk that. She needed to thread carefully.

She barely had enough sleep before the alarm went off and her eyes snapped open. Ona growled

within her, and she knew her wolf wanted more time to sleep. The full moon was fast approaching, and

so she felt Ona’s presence more than ever.

She couldn’t go back to sleep, though. She had to get her sons ready for school. This

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used to be Ophelia’s job, but since she began staying with her sons two weeks ago, it has become her

duty. She loved doing it, but today she felt so tired and needed to shut her

eyes.

Regardless of how tired she felt, she pulled herself up, took her shower, and moved to wake the boys

up to have their bath. Having gone to bed early last night, the boys woke up without fuss. She bathes

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As she wore June’s red tie to match his uniform, a knock came on the door, and her senses picked up

the scent. It was Julian, and her heartbeat ski pped in her chest.

She knotted the tie, moved over to the door, and opened it to him. She took a deep breath at the sight

of him.

“Good morning, Fiona,” Julian said casually.

“Good morning, Julian.” She replied.

This had become their way of talking to each other. It was also the only time they spoke to each other

most days now.

How things changed. She thought.

“Good morning, Daddy!” the boys echoed in excitement.

Julian turned his attention to June and Jashin, and a smile came onto his face. “Oh, I see you are

ready for school.”

The boys laughed and nodded, “Yes, daddy.”

“That’s good to hear. Ready to go?” He asked them, and they nodded.

He took their hands and was about to leave the room when June spoke. “Are you and mommy still

fighting?”

His question took Julian by surprise, and Fiona covered her mouth, as she didn’t see it coming. “What

made you think we were fighting?”

“She has been sleeping in our room for the last two weeks. That is strange, and you two no longer talk

as much as you used to. You do not smile at each other, and you don’t k*ss her. She was also crying

last night.”

Fiona’s eyes grew glassy at June’s questions, which were fueled by much observation. Julian’s gaze

moved to Fiona, and she looked away from him.

“We are not fighting, June; we just have our disagreement. Adults have those once in a while.”

“Will you two agree soon?” June didn’t seem to be done yet.

Julian nodded, but Fiona knew that was a lie. “Yes. We will work it out. I promise.”

With that said, June said nothing as Julian took them to school.

She didn’t go to the citadel; she had more important things to do. So she called in and told them she

would not be coming in today. Marion asked if she was okay, and she told him that she was, then told

him there was something she had to do. He asked no further questions before ending the call.

In the past, she would have believed she was better than this, but she wanted to know the woman who

was with Julian yesterday. She had very limited information, but with her level of determination, she

was certain she would find a needle in a mountain of haystacks.

She arrived at the spot in the park where she had seen Julian and the other woman yesterday, and she

waited there. She was in a black hood and trousers. This meant she would be able to move around

freely without being spotted or called the Lycan king’s

mate.

A part of her felt this was the wrong way to go about it. She could not stand here and wait forever. She

also didn’t know what the other woman looked like, but she knew she would be back. If this lady was

the Lycan king’s new interest, then she would definitely lurk around more often than most.

After an hour of waiting, she was about to give up when she saw a figure walking out of the high tower

in a white pencil skirt, stopping above her knee with a long sleeve tucked into the skirt. Fiona noticed

the same purple amethyst bracelet the woman who stood with Julian wore yesterday.

She was the same woman.

Fiona didn’t move closer; there was no need for interrogation or anything. She just wanted to know the

woman who now had Julian’s attention.

The woman turned around, as though looking for someone, and Fiona saw her face. She was pretty,

blonde, had hazel eyes, and had a high cheekbone; it felt as if she had seen her before.

Fiona’s heart sank into her stomach as the face clicked in her head. She was the same woman whose

face she saw when she placed her hands on Julian’s head.