The Forgotten Luna by Cassandra M

Chapter 44

KAEL.

I looked at the photos in my hands, and I still couldn't believe everything that was revealed to me. The man who gave me this information had been gone for some time, and yet the conversation between us kept playing in my head.

"I have the information about your girlfriend, Alpha Kael." He said after I acknowledged his greetings.

"Ex-girlfriend." I corrected him before I pointed to the chair in front of my desk, motioning for him to sit down. "Let's get to the point, as I don't have the luxury of time today."

He nodded his head, then placed a brown envelope on the table and pushed it toward me before taking his seat. "That's what I collected in the forty-eight hours that I followed her. She didn't go anywhere besides that apartment. They went out three times to a drive- through and bought groceries.

My forehead creased. "They?"

"You will understand more once you see the photos inside."

Without saying anything more, I grabbed my letter opener and proceeded to open the envelope. I ignored the written documents and went for the photos, and my heart began pounding loudly at the first one that I saw.

"How old is the baby?" I had no idea how I was able to manage the words out of my mouth because my mind went haywire in an instant.

A part of me didn't want to accept that it was mine. But what if it was?

"They just moved there a month ago, so I was unable to confirm the age with anyone. They seldom communicate with their neighbor next door. However, based on the baby's physical features, it appears to be around four or five months old. ""Is there a man with her?" I asked.

"No. But there is a woman who I assume takes care of the baby when she's not there."

"How sure are you that the baby is hers?"

find one where the other lady opened the car door, and she was inside, breastfeeding the baby. I don't

made sense, and the way she was clutching the baby

Desiree left the territory and went abroad when Adessa and I got married. Did she

it mine? I kept asking in my

my face and demand I take responsibility. So there

except Desiree. The child and the woman, who was around fifty, were the only ones residing there. The neighbors also said she would visit more than twice a week, and there were days she

the two weeks where I observed her routine. That was how often she would

money or introduced it to me the

seemed she wanted to hide it from me

to feel looking

hair was tied in a messy bun, and she was going around without makeup. She also looked tired, and her posture

that she was out of the apartment, she wore regular flip-flops as well as a

that even if we only needed to go to a nearby shop, she would slip

she living a double

when she had a child that was not even a year old and needed her. And if this child

knew I would never find an answer today. And as much as my curiosity was piqued by

me gone, she didn't need to pretend around me and could spend more

child for checkups or the like so he could extract more

I could barely see the face. Desiree was holding it protectively, so I had no idea if it was a girl or a boy. I wanted to see its face-a final confirmation that it wasn't mine. But at the moment,

disregard at the moment, Miranda was a

me that

the territory and had not transferred any money somewhere else. I was informed

all the day I

closed her