Rejected Luna Returns with Secret Twins (Lysandra) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162

“I had a dream,” he said, looking down at his hands. “There was this huge wolf with iron–gray fur. He had these silver streaks along his back that shined in the moonlight, almost like metal.”

My breath caught. That was a perfect description of Tristan’s wolf form.

“He stood on this big rock overlooking our house, Orion continued, his voice small. He just watched us for a long time. I wasn t scared though. Then he howled–not a scary howl, but a sad one.”

Lyra nodded eagerly. “I had the same dream!”

Orion shot her a surprised look before continuing. “In my dream, I walked up to him. He looked at me with these blue eyes–like mine. And he said… His voice broke slightly. “He said, I’m your father. I’ve been searching for you.“*

I struggled to keep my expression neutral as my heart pounded against my ribs.

“Then he told me he loved us,” Orion whispered. “That he never wanted to leave. That something bad happened that kept him away.” His little hands balled into fists. “He promised he’d find a way back to us someday.”

“But then he started to fade away,” Lyra added, her eyes filling with tears. “I tried to grab his fur, but my hand went right through him.”

“He said, ‘Remember my voice. Remember my scent. When the time comes, you’ll know me,” Orion finished. “But then he was gone. And when I woke up, I was crying.”

I pulled them both into my arms, blinking back my own tears. How was this possible? My family had used the most powerful concealment spells to mask the twins‘ scent, to hide any trace of Tristan in them. I’d removed his mark, broken our bond. Yet somehow, across miles and magical barriers, his blood still called to theirs.

“Sometimes,” I said carefully, “grown–ups can’t control everything. But I promise you, I’ll always be here. And right now, we need to comfort Grandma because she’s very sad.”

“I can draw her a picture,” Lyra offered, her tears subsiding.

“That’s a wonderful idea,” I smiled, though my heart ached. Orion’s dream… what did it mean? Was he somehow sensing Tristan on some level?

By evening, I was physically and emotionally drained after comforting my mom the whole day. I pushed open my bedroom door and froze. Kieran sat in the armchair by the window, his broad frame silhouetted against the moonlight. He stood when I entered, tension radiating from

his body.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, surprised to find him waiting in my room.

“I know this isn’t the best timing,” he said hesitantly, “but your uncle’s passing made me realize… life is too short.”

I looked at him in confusion, slowly sinking onto the edge of my bed. “What do you mean?”

Kieran took a deep breath, as if gathering courage. “Everything that’s happened recently–the way Tristan looked at you during that meeting, now this tragedy in your family… I can’t wait any longer.”

“Wait for what?”

“I love you, Lysandra.” His voice was low but firm.

“What? Since when?” I asked, trying to compose myself. This confession had blindsided me completely.

“Since the day I met you. Since Alaric brought you to the manor.”

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Chapter 162

Kieran, 1 He held up his hand, cutting me off.

1 know you’re a strong, Independent woman, an amazing mother. But I’ve also seen you crying alone at night, facing everything by yourself after the kids are asleep. You need someone who can support you, not just protect your safety, but your heart.

“Protect me from what? You know I’m-

A powerful werewolf. I know. But what about emotional and mental support?”

“Love isn’t based on need, Kieran,” I said softly.

“Love is what we feel for someone even when they don’t realize it, even when they want to reject our feelings for them, I murmured, remembering my own past..

“My love isn’t weak, Lysandra. I’ve loved you for years. Everyone around us knows I love you, only you don’t know it. I want to be with you. I’ll always work to make you happy. As you know, I live here. You’re all my family. You don’t have to consider being away from your family. You can be with them forever.*

He stepped forward, his eyes shining with sincerity. “Lysandra, I love Orion and Lyra like my own children. I’d give them my name. You wouldn’t have to worry about them anymore. You wouldn’t have to hide them. You could proudly tell people they have a father of their own.”

“Kieran, calm down and look at me,” I said gently, cupping his face in my hands.

“I didn’t know you felt this way about me. But you need to understand my position too. You’re not only my brother’s best friend, but you’re also mine. I’ve given you the position of a family member. Without you, my family isn’t complete. I know you love my children very much, but Kieran….