Chapter 623 Complicated Mess

Though Mother wasn't pleased with my decision, she refrained from voicing her disapproval. She knew that no amount of arguing would change my mind, especially after the council had formally sealed the agreement.

Zander approached me, holding Austin's small hand, and my heart ached with the overwhelming need to embrace my son. Maddox and Blair followed closely behind, their expressions unreadable.

"Austin, this is Selena," Zander said gently, crouching to meet our son's gaze. "She's going to live with us now.'

Austin's curious eyes studied me with a mix of confusion and innocence. I offered him a soft smile, silently praying that some part of his heart would recognize me-perhaps just a trace of the bond we shared, the blood and flesh that connected us, would make him realize who I was.

"Why will she live with us?" Austin asked, tilting his head toward his father.

His words pierced through me, and I sighed deeply, the weight of despair settling over my chest. My baby boy didn't recognize me.

I waited for Zander to reply, to tell our son the truth-that I was his mother. But instead, I found myself staring at the conflicted emotions crossing his face. Hesitation clouded his features, leaving me to wonder: was he reluctant to reveal the truth to Austin, or did he still doubt that I was truly our son's mother?

What have you done to me, Moon Goddess? Was this your plan-to let your favorite child endure this torment? If so, I've had enough. This pain, this slow, agonizing separation from my child, was killing me bit by bit.

"She's our guest and wants to see the Moonglow pack. We should welcome her, right, Austin?" Blair stepped forward, her voice calm and steady, breaking the tense silence and ending the unspoken dilemma that hung over all of us.

"Can I come and live in your house, Austin?" I asked with a smile, crouching to his level. I couldn't help myself I reached out and gently ruffled his hair.

He blinked at me like he was really thinking it over before a small smile spread across his face.

"Okay," he said, glancing at Zander for reassurance. Zander gave him a little nod, and that seemed to seal the deal.

Seeing the two of them together-my husband and my son-it made my heart brimmed with love and mixed emotions. They bonded so well and became the perfect father-and-son duo.

We drove to the Moonglow packhouse in Zander's Mercedes. Everything about it looked exactly the same. Silly me, expecting it to feel different after such a short time. I'd only been gone for a few weeks, but it felt like years had gone by.

As we arrived at the packhouse,

Austin had fallen asleep in my lap during the journey. Zander came to my side, reaching to take him from me, but gently refused, insisting that would carry him inside myself. Cradling Austin in my arms,

stepped out of the car and made my way toward the packhouse.

Just as I was about to enter, Anne appeared unexpectedly at the doorway, stopping me in my tracks. Her expression caught me off guard-it wasn't welcoming. In fact, she seemed almost displeased to see me. So, she also did not recognize me.

I had believed she died in the war, so

seeing her alive before me was the happiest moment I could imagine. The urge to run to her and hug her tightly was overwhelming. We used to be so close. She had loved me and I loved her just as much. Anne was the only one who had ever truly cared for me when no one else did. My father, my half-brother, and my stepmother had never shown me any kindness. To them, I was nothing but a curse, a wolfless burden they could taunt and torment at will.

Seeing Anne before me made me feel more emotional, but the frown on her face stopped me from running to her and hugging her tightly.

"Why is she here?" Anne's harsh voice echoed, her question directed at Zander. Then I remembered what I saw from the Lunar realm: Zander was going to marry her. So she was his fiancée. Now, the situation had turned even more complicated.

"Anne, she's my mate, and she will stay here with us," Zander said as his voice was cold and firm, a tone that was hard to ignore.

"What?" Anne snapped. "She can't stay here. Not when we're about to marry. I don't care if she's your mate or not, but I won't bear sharing you with someone like her."

Her words hit me like a punch to the

gut. I stood there, frozen, not knowing what to do. The reality of the situation was that I was still married to Zander Blake, and now my half-sister wanted to marry him. Oh goddess, what a complicated mess you've put me in. noveldrama