416: WHAT IS YOUR TRUE INTENTION?

WHAT IS YOUR TRUE INTENTION?

"What is the baby for him?" Lana asked as if Serefina didn't warn her about anything just a second ago.  1

"Curiosity killed the cat." Serefina quipped.

"I am a wolf, not a cat." Lana as well put down her spoon before looking at Serefina with her placid brown eyes.

There was something in her eyes that reminded the witch about the younger version of herself. Herself, who didn't care about the world and did everything that her heart desired until her heart could no longer belong to her, until her heart started beating for someone else. For him…

"Good. I will be glad if you know your place." Serefina then left the room, leaving the girl who was still in a daze.

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"What are you doing hiding there?" Kace spoke without even raising his head from the baby in front of him. 

Apparently, he just bathed Hope and put on a beautiful yellow dress on her while the baby giggled and gushed on the bed.

Lana, whose curiosity was brewing at the back of her head, couldn't help but want to know more about the baby, of whom Kace was being over possessive. 

"I brought a bottle of milk for the baby." Lana had thought about it, just in case she was caught staring like this. 

Pushing the door open, she walked into the room with a bottle of warm milk in her hand and handed it to Kace once she was standing beside the bed. 

"Thank you." The lycan didn't immediately give the bottle to Hope, who was reaching out her stubby arms for her meal eagerly, but he poured some of the milk on the back of his hand and licked it.

Only after he tasted it and felt there was nothing wrong, did he dare to give it to the baby, who nipped on it happily. 

"You know how to make a bottle of milk for a baby." This fact didn't go unnoticed by Kace. "How old are you?"

"I used to have a little cousin and would occasionally make some for him." Lana replied, still standing beside the bed while looking at Hope with her curious gaze. "I am fifteen."

fifteen…

Age for shifters indeed worked in a different way from humans, but her appearance that implied that she would be no older than a twelve years old girl still left Kace frowning. 

"You don't look like you are in your fifteenth year, though." Kace voiced out his confusion as he ran his ocean blue eyes over the girl. "You look much younger."

Lana shrugged. "Maybe because my mother was a fae."

Kace raised his eyebrows upon hearing her confession. He had never heard a werewolf being mated to one of the fae, yet he had never really cared about things like that.

"What is her name?" Lana sat down on the other side of the bed as Kace's alert eyes followed her every move.

It wasn't that Lana didn't realize Kace becoming all tense when she moved closer to the baby, but she was careless about that while she kept her eyes locked on the baby. 

Why was a great Lycan babysitting this weak creature? A human baby on top of that. Did he not have any other interesting activities to do?

Yet, Lana kept that thought of hers for herself as she reached out her hand to touch the baby.

However, she had not yet managed to touch a single hair on her when Kace's big hand grabbed her wrist. "Her name is Hope." It was like a low warning growl to keep Lana's hand off of Hope. 

"Nice name." Lana commented, and drew back her hand before Kace decided to snap it. What the witch said was true. The great Lycan was very protective. "Is she your baby? But, she is not a shifter."

Though Hope was still a baby, the other shifters could feel their own kind the moment they laid their eyes on one of their kind. 

"My baby?" Kace reiterated her question and a gruff laugh as loud as a ringing bell echoed through the room. "Yes, she is my 'baby'." 

Lana's frown deepened when she heard that. Why did she feel like there was another meaning to his words?

"But, you don't have a mate." She blurted out without even thinking about the statement that just passed her lips. "I heard that the Donovans didn't have mates."

What Lana said killed the light atmosphere that was created by Kace's laugh, because now the Lycan was crossing his arms in front of his sturdy chest as he observed the girl a little bit more seriously.

"You really had to watch that mouth of yours." His voice wasn't loud, but it carried the necessary amount of warning and hostility. "I don't know how you grew up, but I think, even being in a Gamma's family will teach one some manners."

Lana's brown eyes snapped to Kace and they remained in staring contest for a minute before Lana dropped her gaze. 

"I lied." She said in low voice.

"Figures." Kace nodded.

At first, he trusted her words, but when he thought about it again and watched the way she carried herself, it was most likely that apart of her story was lie, if it wasn't all.

"So?" Kace probed, he took Hope and cradled her in his arms carefully. 

"I didn't lie when I said that our pack was attacked by vampires or the rest of the story." Lana's eyes remained fixed on the baby in Kace's strong arms. "I lied when I said I was the Gamma's daughter."

Kace didn't understand that, but remained silent, waiting for her to explain. 

"I was an omega in the pack, because my mother is not from your kind." Lana started. "She left me with my werewolf father and never come to see me again."

Omega…

Kace was unsure there was a pack that still regarded someone with that title. As far as he knew, that position had long been removed from their hierarchy. 

"I know what you are thinking" Lana shrugged her shoulders. "They gave me that position as a form to ridicule me." An angry glimmer flashed in those placid brown eyes.

"I don't care about that, I just want to know your true intentions."

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