Page 74 of A Chance at Love for the Twin Alphas

Dad smiles gently. “To Janice, you were her own. Your birth mother left you so early that you still needed to be breastfed. Clearly, Janice couldn’t do that, but she made sure to care for you like you were her own. In a few days, her wolf even claimed you as her own pups. Janice has fertility issues, you know… this is the reason it was so hard for her to get pregnant.”

Hearing him say this, I’m glad we have this talk now. I want him to fuss over Mom and not hold back because we are around. I want her to be treated like she’s breakable, I want her to be pissed because we all fuss over her, and I want her to know how special she is.

“You could have killed us,” Tony says quietly. “Or tossed us aside and moved on without us.”

Dad hits the table with his fist, startling both of us. “I would have never tossed you away. You were the reason I decided to fight. You and Janice. I suddenly had three innocent people to care for.” He sighs. “Her name was Sybille,” he says suddenly.

“Sybille.” It feels foreign to my ears to even say her name. As far as I’m concerned, my mom’s always been Janice.

“Do you want me to try to find her?” Dad offers, and it stuns me that he would do that, that he seriously offers it.

I shake my head. “As far as I’m concerned, we just have one mother, and that’s the woman who held us in her arms when we had a nightmare.”

Tony nods. “Who would read stories to us and sing until we slept.”

“The one who encouraged us when training got too much.”

“The woman who helped us with our first crush.”

“Our lycans know she isn’t our birth mother, but they don’t care. To them, she is their mom, just like she is to us,” I point out.

Dad smiles a bit before his stance stiffens. His whole expression is one of horror all of a sudden. “Janice…” he mutters towards the direction of the door.

Tony and I whip around in our seats, freezing when the door creaks open, and she steps inside. There is a whole turmoil in her eyes.

“Mom…” Tony mutters.

“How much did you hear?” Dad asks desperately.

“I heard enough,” she admits. Dad’s on his feet immediately and hurries to her to pull her into a hug. He is such a huge marshmallow for her.

Tony and I exchange a gaze before jumping up and joining them, making a group hug out of their little moment. “Then you heard us,” Tony whispers. “And how we said we only have one mother, and that’s you.”

“You are all that matters to us,” I agree.

“And we can’t wait for the little worm to be here.”

“You and Dad taught us all about parental love that we need to know,” I say.

“Plus, in comparison to these two brutes,” Tony says, gesturing towards Dad and me. “You are clearly the sunshine.”

He grins when Dad and I both go to smack him and ducks away. Mom laughs slightly. “Oh, you silly boys,” she says between tears. “You are my boys, for all that matters.”

Tony and I battled a lot with what we found out years ago. It made us spiral downwards into our awful rebellious phase. I have been an absolute shitfest of an alpha heir, and Tony banged anything with two legs.

We probably should have talked to Dad immediately, but angsty teenagers have their own minds. At least I know that now for the time when I have my own.

It took Tony and me over two years of battling our own anger and pain, of alienating family and friends and learning it the hard way, to realize we don’t need anything or anyone else. Mom’s our mom, and nothing else matters.

Mom stays with us, and I tell my story to her, too, and then tell them that I want to apologize to Livia. We are still talking about everything when I feel Tony stiffen next to me. The tension is all too obvious through our shared bond.Don’t alert Mom and Dad,he says.But something is wrong with Dalila. I gotta go!

My heart sinks at his words, and I can only watch as he mumbles something about needing to head to the toilet before rushing away.

27

The Nudist Camp

*DALILA*

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