Chapter 69

69 The Myth And Reality

Tia.

We stayed at the cliff a bit until Luke‘s heartbeat steadied. We were not expecting this to happen, but Dr

Green had warned that there might be complications because of the damned meds that Elisabeth took.

As much as I hated the woman, my heart went out to her when she realised the extent of the damage

she had cost.

Motherhood could do many things, and Elisabeth did a three–sixty turn in those moments. Her obsession

with Luke faded instantly, and she was sorry. I wondered how she thought she could get away with it. I

had hoped the baby wasn‘t Luke‘s, but Elisabeth wasn‘t a fool. She had everything planned out. She did

not seem like the type that would slip unless it were intentional.

While we sat on the ground at the cliff, I did not know what words to tell Luke that would cheer him up. I

wasn‘t happy either, so it made it worse. Time passed slowly, and I thought it was best we returned

home. I got up and motioned Luke to get up too. He did so without protesting, and we got into the car. I

drove us home in silence and went straight to the bedroom. Caleb and Kimberly were in the living room

when we arrived, but we were too glum to say hello.

“Is everything okay?” Caleb linked me, and I did not know if I should tell him or not. I knew it would be

wrong to keep him guessing because it was obvious that something was wrong, especially with the way

we both walked in and went straight to our bedroom without saying a word.

“The baby is Luke‘s, but he has a hole in his heart because of the medications Elisabeth ingested to

induce symptoms for attention. He is in critical condition, and no one knows if he will survive,” I linked

him back. He was silent for a bit, and then he responded.

“Is it okay to see Luke?” He asked, and I knew this wasn‘t a good time.

“Not yet, Caleb; Luke is still trying to deal with it. Give it time, please.” I said, and he was silent.

“Kimberly and I are going to the park with Emma. Call me if you need me.” He said, and I knew they just

wanted to excuse us. It was kind of him, but they weren‘t bothering us while minding their business

downstairs, but I let it be.

Luke took off his clothes and lay on the bed in his shorts. I did not know what to do. I felt a bit awkward.

He motioned me to join him in bed, and I did.

“Not with your clothes on, Tia,” He complained; I stripped down to my underwear and snuggled into bed

with him.

He placed his hands on my lower belly and kissed me passionately.

“Please take care of yourself and my child, Tia.” He pleaded with me, and I nodded. He hugged me, then

broke the hug, and we spooned.

“I am over it, Tia. Whatever happens, I am over it,” he said, and I knew he meant it. We fell

asleep.

I woke up to my phone vibrating. Luke was holding me so tightly that it was difficult to get out of his

embrace. He woke up immediately, and I wished I did not force myself out of his arms.

I checked who was calling and saw that my father had called me seven times. My stomach churned

immediately because I knew my father worked in that hospital. I looked at Luke, who was sitting up and

smiled at him. It would be suspicious if I went to the bathroom to call my father back, so I smiled at him

and called my father.

My father answered immediately.

“Thank goddess Tia, I have been trying to get a hold of you,” he said, and I did not say a word.

“How is he handling it?” My father asked, and I sighed.

“Well enough,” I said, and he sighed. “I need to speak to him about something.” He said, and I shook my

head even though he could not see me. “No, father, this is not the right time,” I said, and he sighed.

“Ruby, what I want to discuss with your husband is urgent. It might save that boy‘s life. I know I shouldn‘t

be doing this, but I can‘t sit idly by when I know there are options.” He said, and I did not have to think

about it.

“We are home; hurry,” I said and hung up. “What does he want?” Luke asked, and I did not know if telling

him would be appropriate. I wasn‘t thinking really when I told my father to come. Luke had already made

peace with himself. It would be wrong to get his hopes up and then crash them again, but it would also

be wrong not to explore all the possibilities. I just hope his heart will be able to take it.

“Tia?” Luke said, snapping me out of my deep thought. “My father wants to discuss something about

your son. He feels it can help.” I said, and his face lit up a bit. Something I was avoiding. “Then he should

have discussed it over the phone with you. Time is of the essence.” He said to me, and I nodded.

“I guess it is unconventional, and he wants to discuss it with you in person,” I said, and he nodded.

“I am sure Dr Green must have called to tell him. That guy does not understand confidentiality,” Luke

said, and I frowned at him.

“Your father is off duty, Tia. He isn‘t at the hospital. How else would he know the issue if someone didn‘t

tell him? And the only person who spoke to your father about us is Dr Green. I am happy that we are not

using that hospital. The whole world would have known you are pregnant by now. I am going to make

sure his license is suspended after this,” Luke said. I did not know what to say because Dr Green might

have just indirectly saved the boy‘s life by telling my father.

My father arrived fifteen minutes after the call, meaning he was at home when he called me.

69 The Mayers and Reality

Caleb and Kimberly weren‘t home, but The Wilsons were around. Luke and I went downstairs to receive

him. They shook, and I hugged my father.

“Please have a seat,” Luke offered, and my father sat down.

“Tia says you have a solution for my son?” Luke asked, going straight to the point.

“It is not a guarantee because I do not know the extent of the damage.” My father said with caution, and

Luke nodded.

“I understand. It is still better than sitting idly by,” Luke said and placed his hand on my thigh. He now did

it out of habit.

“Some years ago, a patient of mine had the same problem. His wife was from Neev, so when she found

out about the issue with her baby, she called a special care home in Neev. They came with a helicopter

and took the baby away. Today the baby is alive and well. He has gotten his wolf but still has a hole in his

heart,” My father said, and I was confused

“There is a special clinic in Neev that specialises in these cases. The downside is you will have

son there with them. Since you are rich, he will have a private nurse who will care for him. Once he gets

his wolf, he will be okay, but he won‘t be able to do physically tasking activities, but he can still live a full

life.” My father said, and Luke leaned forward.

“What do they do there?” he asked my father, and my father cleared his throat.

“We try to pride ourselves in Woodclaw City that we have the best of the best, but that is not true. This

clinic, or home as they put it, specialises in special needs children. They have a specialist in every field

coupled with the equipment needed for the job. The environment is more country–like. It is serene and

calm. Excellent for the child‘s development,” My father

explained.

“Why can‘t we fly in the specialist and the nanny to care for the baby here?” I said, and my father looked

at me.

“Apart from the fact that this equipment cannot be moved, you cannot care for a child with special needs,

Tia. You might feel you can do it now, but you will be stressed out. In the state he is in, he would need

round-the-clock care. You are pregnant, Tia, and do not have the capacity for that kind of work; coupled

with your Luna responsibilities and the company you are running, you will be stretched thin. The mother

is a bit mentally unstable, so she cannot be trusted with the child. You will be overwhelmed when you

have your baby, and you cannot neglect your child for his sake. This is the best option. Send the child to

where he will get all he needs, and you can buy a home in Neev for visits and holidays. Someone

equipped to help deal with any complications will always attend to him,” My father explained.

“You said the child still had a hole in his heart even after getting his wolf. Dr Green said the heart will heal

if my son gets his wolf,” Luke pointed out, and my father shook his head.

“That is an assumption, and it is wrong for him to say that. The wolf genes help us heal fast. The hole is

not a wound; it is how his heart was formed. It is like saying someone born with four fingers will have five

fingers when he gets his wolf. How will the wolf genes recognise the need for a fifth finger when it was

not there, to begin with. Unless you do a heart transplant when he is of age, the hole will remain, but his

wolf genes would minimise the threat to his life,” my father said, and I began to agree with Luke that Dr

Green‘s license should be

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suspended. “I think it is for the best,” Luke finally said.

“I want Tia and me to have a fresh start. I would not want troubles or reminders of things that happened

that I could have avoided if only I was wiser. If it guarantees that my son will live a full peaceful life, then I

will do it,” Luke said. “I understand your point of view. I will make arrangements for them to come

immediately.” My father said, standing up. “Have you thought of a name yet?” My father asked, and Luke

nodded. “Paul,” he said, and I knew he didn‘t think much before naming his son. That was a sign to start

thinking of names before I gave birth.

My father took out his phone to make the phone call. It seemed as if he had already spoken to them

before coming.

“They will be on their way with a helicopter. We should go to the hospital now and sort it out, “my father

said, and Luke and I rushed up to wear something appropriate. We returned and headed to the hospital.

Luke drove while my father followed us in his car. Luke did not want me to come, but I wanted to be a

part of it. My father had said two specialists would be coming from Neev to accompany the baby.

Knowing that the baby is a Moon made them move quicker than usual. We got to the hospital and rushed

to ICU. Elisabeth was glued to the glass, and to my surprise, Fat Joey, no longer fat, was there with her.

The whole thing was awkward, and I prayed that we would all be civil for the baby‘s sake.