Alaric, when picking his notes and coming outside, received a package under his name. Suspicious, he went into his car and opened it. Inside, there was a picture of a priest, Mr. Whitmore, and Mr. Hawke. On the back: Little flower Orphanage, Year 2000.
Along with it, a brooch, a woman’s photograph, and a torn page from a notebook. It read:28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpRgOcUkCvw
“My children, the day you were born was the best of my life. Mama is waiting for you.”
There was also another picture: twins held by the priest, dated 2000.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDXGqc9cS31
Alaric froze. He always knew he was adopted—but what shattered him now was realizing one of those babies was him… and he had a twin brother.
He felt devastated. He cut class, went to a bar, and drank in silence. Coincidence led Zayden there too—both drinking, no words exchanged. Zayden waved before leaving, that was all.
Alaric then drove straight to his personal mansion—the stronghold nobody outside.
The gates opened. Guards in black suits, trench coats, and full tactical gear stood at attention. Inside, every servant bowed deeply.
“Good evening, Master.”
Unlike the Hawke estate, here he wasn’t a “Young Master.”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2mwYtG6VP4
Here, he was the Master.
The man in the tuxedo, William, his trusted butler, stepped forward. With a single nod, servants understood: Master required a hot bath, chefs began preparing light food, guards shifted to a tighter formation.
Alaric handed the package to Lucas, his head of intelligence.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPe4sKLrjrB
“Check the box. The woman, the priest, their connections to the patriarchs—everything.”
William spoke carefully.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7dIvQA7dPY
“Master, we have searched many times for your origins. Nothing was ever found. Why now… why suddenly?”
Alaric sat back, eyes on the ceiling, heavy with unease.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKgTdFtDhzS
“Truth or trap, William. But something’s coming.”
Then—his phone rang. Ayle.
He smiled faintly. She called first.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOWgeZZEp0Q
“Ayle…”
Her voice was broken.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRZc2ScYTE2
“Ally… Zayden… he’s in an accident. I didn’t know who else to call. The doctors… they said he needs blood. But my brother… he’s Rh-null. No one has it…”
Alaric didn’t let her finish.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqDvhtJrX4o
“I’m coming. Share the location.”
He rushed to the hospital. There, he saw Zaylee on the verge of collapse, panicking, terrified.
The doctor saw him.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP8GtFqTXyn
“Alaric, what’s going on—?”
“You have my stocked blood, right? Use it.”
The doctor hesitated.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLY2tv5EUIc
“But you…”
“Use it,” Alaric snapped.
He pulled Zaylee into his arms. She broke down in tears.
“What happened?” he asked softly.
She whispered, “He… he drank… and drove. Then the accident…”
Alaric clenched his jaw but stayed silent, holding her until the surgery was done.
Finally, the doctor came out.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ66TCZoZ8LF
“The operation was successful.”
Zaylee threw herself at him, hugging him tightly. And for the first time in years, Alaric felt pure joy.
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and then Add to home screen.