NovelUpdateChapter 247: Resemblance Astrid's POV I left the scene after Killian dismissed me, grantinga short break to rest. I took a stroll at the Pack garden, a smirk dancing on my lips as I imagined the couple having their private argument.
Giselle was so foolish to challengewithout considering the consequences of her actions for the Pack. She's so fixated on herself that she fails to see the bigger picture.
She had placed the Pack in danger with her ignorant actions; of course, it would certainly earn her Killian's anger. Lost in my thoughts, I stopped in my tracks when I spotted Giselle's son in the distance, being accompanied by his nanny.
Instead of taking care of her own son like a responsible mother should, Giselle handed that responsibility off to someone else, wasting her tstirring trouble forinstead.
Having nothing else to do, I approached them, a smile forming as I greeted the nanny and the little one. "Hello there! What a beautiful day to be outside," I spoke as I knelt down to meet the boy's curious gaze.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRyker stared atwith wide eyes, not saying anything. His silence remindedof the first twe met when I still had no idea that he was Giselle's son.
"Do you like plants?" I asked gently, hoping to spark sconnection with him.
I was expecting a response, but he remained quiet, and his gaze remained fixed on me.
"Miss Astrid, please forgive Ryker. He doesn't know how to speak," Ryker's nanny spoke up for him. Understanding washed over me, and I recalled the moment I had overheard Killian and Giselle's conversation with Alpha Damien and his wife. They had mentioned that Ryker has autism, which explained why he didn't respond as expected. "That's okay," I said softly, my voice filled with warmth. "Sometimes, you don't need words to share your thoughts." I glanced at the flowers around us, hoping to find something to engage him. "Look at these beautiful daisies. They remindof when I was little. What about you?" As I spoke, I caught a glimpse of a small mark on Ryker's wrist. Curiosity piqued, I leaned closer and realized it looked strikingly similar to a birthmark I had a small, heart-shaped spot.
"Hey, what's this?" I asked, gently pointing to his wrist. "You have a mark just like mine!" Ryker's eyes widened as I caught his full interest. For a moment, he seemed to comprehend the connection. Then, to my surprise, a soft giggle escaped him - a sound so pure and joyful that it infected happiness toas well.
I couldn't help but smile and laugh with him. There was a slight breathiness to our laughter, and our heads both slightly tilted back.
I showed him the birthmark I have on my right wrist and placed our hands side by side to show him that our birthmarks looked so much alike, only that he was small, like a dot.
"We're like twins!" I exclaimed playfully, holding up my wrist to show him my own birthmark.
As I placed our hands side by side, my smile slowly faltered when I realized just how uncannily similar they looked. The heart-shaped mark on Ryker's wrist was unmistakably like mine but smaller.
Ryker glanced at our wrists, his eyes wide with curiosity, and I could see the wheels turning in his mind. The innocence of his expression made my heart swell, but my joy quickly shifted when I looked up and noticed the nanny.
Her gaze was fixed intently on our birthmarks, and a horrified look spread across her face. It was as if she had stumbled upon something she hadn't expected to see a realization dawning that senta shiver through the air.
******** I stormed through the Pack garden, the remnants of my argument with Giselle still simmering in my veins. Her refusal to admit her mistakes ignited a fire of frustration within me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI clenched my jaw, trying to shake off the tension. I had given her a clear warning: "Never offend Astrid again I hope she will listen this tand not let her pride overshadow her reason again.
If Ryder hadn't cto informof their brewing conflict, a war might have already broken out, and I would have had to deal with the Shadowfang Pack.
I was on my way back to the Packhouse to continue with the paperwork that I was dealing with when I spotted Astrid talking to Ryker.
I stopped in my tracks and gazed at them. Astrid's laughter floated through the air, bright and unguarded, a sound that cut through the tension I carried like a knife through the fog.
Just then, I heard Ryder's voice behind me, breaking the spell. "At least she's not putting hate on the innocent child," he remarked.
"I think I haven't seen Ryker feel this relaxed and happy with anyone else except you. Even his own mother couldn't make him laugh like that," Ryder added with a hint of amusement in his voice.
I remained silent, watching them. Ryker's eyes sparkled with delight as he listened to Astrid, and it struckhow much he resembled her at that moment.
The way he tilted his head, the way his smile lit up his face - it was as if I was seeing a reflection of Astrid. "Seeing them two from this distance, don't you think they look a lot?" Ryder asked, his tone thoughtful.
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