As I turned my head, I saw the imposing figure of a man entering the cabin. His bespoke suit and impeccably brushed hair projected an aura of dominance. He looked cold, as usual.

His sharp eyes scanned the cabin before settling on me. My heart pounded at his gaze. Instantly, I looked away, focusing on Alpha Lucas.

“I heard you were busy today. What are you doing here?” Adrian’s mother asked.

“You don’t look happy to see me,” he replied coldly.

I almost sneered, but maintained my composure. This man was incapable of even a civil conversation with his parents. He was… everything. Since he was now head Alpha, I wondered if the situation had changed, and his parents were now forced to comply with his demands.

“Usually, you don’t visit your father. That’s why your mother is asking,” Alpha Lucas said, looking at his son.

Just then, Beta Patric entered, greeting Adrian’s parents.

“The meeting was canceled, so Alpha was free today,” Beta Patric told Auntie Grace.

This statement shocked me. He had told Auntie Grace earlier that Adrian was busy in a meeting. Why lie and claim the meeting was canceled? And how did they arrive so quickly? His company was near the pack hospital, but still…

I dismissed my suspicions. I was about to give Alpha Lucas the flower bouquet I'd bought, but hesitated.

Auntie Grace understood. She took the bouquet and gave it to me; I smiled, then presented it to Alpha Lucas.

“This is for you, Alpha.”

He gently took the bouquet from my hand. He wanted to sit up, and Auntie Grace and I helped him. Auntie Grace then gestured for me to sit on a stool so I could talk to Alpha Lucas.

Meanwhile, Adrian went to a couch on the right side of the bed. The cabin was spacious; it easily accommodated several couches, as if it were designed for meetings. A large closet and medical equipment were arranged near the bed.

I glanced at Adrian, who sat on a couch directly opposite me. He was looking at me, surprised; he hadn't expected me so early.

“When did you arrive?” he asked.

I averted my gaze. “Just now.”

We spoke in low tones, the others silent. Alpha Lucas cleared his throat.

“My dear, who will inform you about my health?”

I sensed he didn't know I was coming. Didn’t he say his father wouldn’t take his medication if I didn’t come? I frowned.

As if reading my mind, he turned to his father. “Didn’t you want to see her? I called her.”

His father, though looked at, remained silent for a moment before nodding slightly. “Yeah, yeah. He’s right. I always talked about you.”

I couldn't help myself. “He told me you wouldn't take your medicine unless you saw me.”

Alpha Lucas raised an eyebrow, looking at his son. Adrian’s expression was serene, but he avoided his father’s gaze.

“You said that to her?” Auntie Grace asked.

Alpha Lucas chuckled, nodding. “He’s right. I have so much to tell you. I didn’t want to die before saying it.”

“Alpha,” I said, shaking my head. “Please, don’t talk about dying.”

“Just call me Da—” He paused, glancing at his son with bitterness. “Someone took that right away. Just call me Uncle.”

“Yes, Uncle,” I replied, bowing my head.

“I’m no longer head Alpha. I’m retired. All I want is to live with my family.”

I smiled, raising my head. “Don’t worry. You’ll regain your health and enjoy life soon.”

He shook his head. “I thought at this age I’d have grandchildren to keep me and Grace company. But who can make this foolish man understand what it’s like to be a parent?”

It pained me that he might not meet his grandchildren, if he even had any. The sorrow was overwhelming.

I wanted to stay with Uncle Lucas and Auntie Grace all day, but Adrian wouldn't let me. He sneered,

“Dad, you want to teach me about parenthood? Many have children but hesitate to accept them—as if they are the fruits of sin!”

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