Becoming Alpha’s Personal Caretaker
Chapter 84

Lauren's

POV

Mrs. Katrina kept showering me with her compliments, "What a lovely girl! You guys make a lovely couple."

Although I had heard things like that a lot, her sincere compliments made me blush. I looked down and locked eyes with Victor, smiling, "Victor is also wonderful."

"Yeah, yeah, you're both great," Mrs. Katrina nodded, "Victor has never brought anyone here before. Do you wanna walk around in there? Victor can show you around and I'll catch up with you guys after I settle the kids. I'll leave you be." Victor nodded and said, "Okay."

Mrs. Katrina couldn't help chuckling and her eyes were glistening with joy. She walked into the castle but kept looking back at us. I could feel she was really happy about me coming here and wished the best for me and Victor. Somehow, I felt like there was a special bond between me and Mrs. Katrina. Maybe it was because she had a good heart.

"Mrs. Katrina is a sweet person," I pushed Victor into the garden where there were fresh green grass and blooming flowers. They weren't expensive species but were thriving vividly and really brightened up my mood. I could tell this garden was carefully taken care of and smiled, "Whoever takes care of this garden must be a very positive person."

"Yeah, Mrs. Katrina is...very enthusiastic about life." Victor rarely said things like that about other people. He pointed in a direction and seemed very clear about the layout of this orphanage, "let's go over there. Mrs. Katrina has built a garden and there's a swing over there."

We walked through a long corridor made of wood and came to the little garden Victor was talking abo

This was more of a playground for children than a small garden. There were all kinds of amusement equipment, all made of wood or tough vines. The swing set Victor mentioned was in the east corner of the garden, with vines wrapped around it and a few pure white flowers embedded in it. I went closer to take a look and discovered that the kids must have put them there.

I reached out to touch them gently, then sat down on the swing and said, "The kids must have a lot of fun here."

Victor rolled his wheelchair to my side and said, "Swing a little higher and you can see the outside world."

"What?"

"Hold on tight."

Before I knew what that meant, a large hand pushed my back and I was thrown up high on the swing with the wind in my hair. I felt like I was flying like a bird and my whole body became lighter. I couldn't help but stretch my legs and hold on to the ropes like a child. As I swung up high, I saw the views outside the castle.

It was the forest that seemed to have no boundaries and the azure sky.

This view wasn't that special or magnificent but when I heard the sound of blowing wind in my ears, I felt like my blood was rushing and my heart was racing so fast that it was going to jump out of my throat. I wanted to scream out loud and actually, I did. My inner child had woken up and I didn't restrain myself like I used to do.

I couldn't remember how long it had been since the last time I played like this.

I finally calmed down when I heard children's voices far away. I hoped that the children in the castle didn't hear me screaming just then. I stopped the swing and grabbed onto the robes, asking, "How did you know that I could see the outside world if I swing up high? And...you seem very familiar around this place."

I took a look at Victor. He was such a stern person and I couldn't imagine how it would look like if he sat on this swing.

He was calm and said naturally, "I used to live here."

I was completely stunned. I opened my mouth and wanted to say something but failed. I just froze there and didn't know how to react. After a while, I finally came to my senses and gently put my hand on Victor's.

"I've been to all of these places. That's why I'm familiar around here," Victor's tone sounded the same and when he brought up his past, it looked like it wasn't a big deal to him at all. He was a tough guy and didn't need other people's comfort but I still wanted to give him a hug.

"...I see." My voice was shaking and I felt like someone just punched me in my heart.

Victor took my hand and said, "Lauren, don't be like that. I had lived here for some time due to some reasons and then I went back to the Miller family. For me, what's past is past now and there's no need to worry about that."

The family feud had always been brutal, let alone a powerful tribe like the Midnight Claws Tribe. I didn't want to ask more about it even if Victor didn't give a damn. I still felt sorry for him and I couldn't help thinking about what it was like for him to be in this orphanage all by himself at such a young age and how rough the battles he had to endure to get to this position after he went back to the Miller family.

"I know, but I still feel bad for you, Victor," I rarely got this emotional but I didn't need to hide my feelings from him, "and thank you for sharing your past with me."

I leaned toward him, holding his hand.

"Mrs. Katrina has been very nice to me, though we're not related," Victor patted my head softly and said in a gentle tone, "sometimes the true family you can count on isn't related to you, and those who call themselves your family can be more brutal than strangers." I froze and looked into his tender eyes. Then I suddenly realized why he brought me here.

He was comforting me in his own way.

While I was letting down my guard toward him, he was doing the same thing with me.

A man with few words was trying to comfort me in this way. The family bond didn't always come with the bloodline. And sometimes strangers, like the kind Mrs. Katrina, might care about you more than your biological family while your so-called family was trying to gain benefits from you in the name of love.

Right now, Victor and I were cuddling. We were not related at all and didn't know if we were mates or not but we had never felt this close.

The question I once asked Victor suddenly popped into my head: were wolves alone?

Now I knew the answer was no.

We would always find our perfect mates.

"Are we closer than family now?" I asked, holding Victor's hand.

Victor chuckled, "Who said we aren't?"

Mrs. Katrina might be right. This might be the blessing the Moon Goddess gave to Victor and me.

Our encounter seemed to be fated. We both got dumped on the same day and met at an awkward place. We left the wrong people and met each other. And we didn't get off on the right foot at the beginning but now we were desperately in love with each other as if we were blessed by the Moon Goddess.

Thinking of this, I smiled and gave Victor a peck on the lips, "We should praise the Moon Goddess for letting us two found each other."

The two wounded wolves found the one to lean on.

Victor wanted to kiss me back but then I heard a rustle around the corner, "Who's there?"