His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 57 Chapter

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The walls were painted in soft blues and greens, and toys and books filled the shelves. There was even a small drawing station with art supplies, and a comfortable bed draped in the softest blankets.

"I thought he'd be more comfortable here," Carlos said, his tone casual, but there was something else in his eyes-something softer.

I turned to him, surprised. "You prepared all of this for him?"

Carlos shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. "I had it set up after you agreed to stay. I just wanted him to feel at home."

Cyrus's eyes

lit up as he took in the room, and he ran over to the toys, his earlier sadness momentarily forgotten. "Mama! Look! There's everything I like!"

I smiled, my heart swelling at the sight of him happy again, even after the difficult day he had endured. I hadn't expected Carlos to be so thoughtful, but here it was-a room full of warmth and care for my son.

Next, Carlos showed me my room, which was right next to Cyrus's. When I stepped inside, I was taken aback once again. The space was beautiful, elegant but comfortable. Clothes, cosmetics, and even jewelry were laid out neatly, waiting for

1. me.

the clothes hanging in the closet. They were expensive, luxurious-far beyond anything I had

the tension in his shoulders. "It's just stuff. I wanted to make sure you had what you needed while you're

quite sure how to respond. The kindness

His Pleas Bud Our

any of this. I turned to him, searching for the right words, but before I

you to settle in," he said quietly, and before I could say

I sat on the edge of my own bed, holding one of the soft pillows in my lap. I glanced around the room, taking in the lavish surroundings. I couldn't help but wonder-when had Carlos prepared all

You'd be surprised. His wolf likes

head, smiling slightly at the thought. It seemed so out of character for Carlos to plan something like this. But then again, I

before.

downstairs,

a glass of wine in his

you?" he asked, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. "I told you the house

shrugged, offering him a small smile. "I'm not used to having people follow me around.

eyebrow but didn't press the matter. Instead, he picked up another glass and poured me a drink, holding it out to me. "You look

illness, moving into Carlos's house, Sienna's betrayal. I was exhausted, emotionally and physically. Without a word, I took the glass from his hand

quietly. "I could

we both sat in comfortable silence, the weight of the day slowly easing