Rejected Luna Returns with Secret Twins (Lysandra) novel Chapter 161

Something was tapping on my consciousness, pulling me from the depths of sleep. I fought against it, clinging to the dark comfort that had finally claimed me after last night’s adrenaline rush. The memory of those rogues terrified faces al revealed my true nature lingered in my mind. The sensation of power coursing through my veins. The way my claws had torn through flesh…

“Miss Ravencroft.” A soft voice broke through my thoughts.

I blinked, slowly focusing on the maid standing beside my bed. Her familiar face came into view, concern evident in her expression.

“What is it? Time for the office already?” I mumbled, pushing myself up on my elbows.

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“It’s the weekend, Miss Ravencroft. You don’t need to go to the company.”

I squinted at her, brain still foggy with sleep. After last night’s events–the dinner with Alpha Kael, Tristan’s interruption, the rogue wolves‘ attack–I’d completely lost track of time.

“Then what’s happening so early?” I asked, noting the hesitation in her posture.

“Your parents have returned to the manor,” she answered, eyes downcast.

“That’s good news.” I exhaled, relief washing over me. After last night’s ordeal, I needed my family’s support more than

ever.

“No, Miss Ravencroft. There’s bad news. Alpha is downstairs talking with them. I wanted to inform you of their arrival.”

I was out of bed in an instant, heart hammering against my ribs. My parents weren’t due back for another week. Something must have happened.

“Thank you,” I told the maid, already reaching for my robe. “Tell them I’ll be right down.”

After she left, I quickly splashed cold water on my face and ran a brush through my tangled hair. I didn’t bother changing out of my silk pajamas–if there was bad news, appearances were the least of my concerns.

Racing down the stairs, I followed the sound of voices to the living room. The scene that greeted me sent ice through my veins. My father Caspian paced the floor, his normally composed face twisted with distress. My mother Aurelia sat on the sofa, her elegant form crumpled as she sobbed into Alaric’s shoulder.

“Mom? Dad? What’s happening?” I asked, rushing toward them.

My father looked up, exhaustion etched into every line of his face. “Your uncle is gone.”

A wave of dizziness hit me. “What? When?”

“He passed away yesterday,” my mother choked out between sobs. “I had only one family member left, and now he’s gone too. How am I supposed to live now?

Alaric tightened his grip on our mother’s hand. “I’m sorry, Lyss. We just got the news.”

I sank into the nearest chair, trying to process this. My mother’s brother had been elderly but vibrant, a constant presence

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Chapter 161

at family gatherings when I was growing up. After my parents presumed death years ago, he’d been one of the la connections to my mother’s side of the family. Now he was gone.

“How did it happen?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Heart attack,” my father replied, his own voice rough with emotion. “It was quick, at least. He didn’t suffer

I moved to my mother’s side, taking her other hand in mine. “I’m so sorry, Morh.”

She pulled me into a fierce hug, her tears soaking my shoulder. “I hadn’t seen him in months,‘ she whispered brokenly 1 kept putting off visiting, thinking there would be more time.”

“The funeral was yesterday,” Alaric said quietly. “Dad didn’t tell us until after it was over.

I shot my father a questioning look, disbelief and hurt washing over me. “You didn’t let us say goodbye?”

He rubbed his temples, guilt evident in his expression. “It was a split–second decision. Your mother was devastated, and we needed to get there quickly. It was a two–day journey by car each way.”

“We didn’t want you to make such a long trip with the children,” my mother added, wiping tears from her cheeks. “And Alaric’s responsibilities here… we thought it was for the best.”

“You should have told us,” I said, trying to keep the accusation from my voice. “We would have found a way.”

“I’m sorry,” my father said softly. “We weren’t thinking clearly. Your mother needed immediate support, and everything happened so fast.”

I swallowed my disappointment, recognizing the exhaustion and grief etched into both their faces. They had just lost someone dear, driven for days, and were clearly overwhelmed.

“It’s okay,” I said, squeezing my mother’s hand. “You’re home now. That’s what matters.”

My mother nodded, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks. “Thank you for understanding, sweetheart.”

“Go rest now,” I told her gently. “You’ve had a long journey.”

Back in my room, I found both twins awake, sitting cross–legged on my bed. They must have slipped in while I was downstairs. Lyra clutched her stuffed wolf, while Orion sat protectively beside her.

“Why is Grandma crying?” Lyra asked immediately. “We heard her from the stairs.”

I took a deep breath and sat down facing them. “Something sad happened. Your great–uncle–Grandma’s brother–went to a

place very far away.”

Lyra and Orion exchanged a look, and my heart suddenly tightened.