5: LUCAS

Two weeks had passed since Celeste was supposed to go to America, but something came up, and she had to stay behind in England to sort out some personal stuff with her son.

DJ was almost seven, and he still wets the bed, so his pediatrician wanted him to stay back for a few more weeks so that they could run some tests on him to see what was the issue. Bed-wetting had never been a problem in her family, so she figured he must have gotten it from Dominic's side since the doctors believe it may be hereditary.

Celeste giggled as she imagined Dominic wetting the bed as a child. She burst out full-on laughing like a maniac when she pictured a grown-ass Dominic wetting the bed.

“Mum, why are you laughing like a loony?” DJ pulled on the hem of his mother's shirt. Celeste instantly got serious.

“What have I told you about using those words?” She scolded him.

“I'm sorry, Mum. I'm just nervous. I do not fancy it here," DJ stated. His mother snuggled up to him on the couch in the waiting area of the private facility. Her eyes got teary as her heart hurt for her son. “Mum, please don't embarrass me," DJ warned, pulling away from his mother. Celeste sniffled. She was a little confused, then she saw the pretty brown skin girl in the pink dress, clinging to a man who seemed to be her father. They were seated on the couch across from them. She was around DJ's age. Her big brown eyes sparkles as she smiled sweetly at the pair, twirling with her fingers shyly now and again.

“Oh, I see," Celeste grabbed a rag from her bag and patted her eyes dry.

“Father, may I get some coins for the pop machine?” The little girl asked.

“I'm sorry Daphne, I do not have any cash on me," her father answered. He got up to go take a call, and Daphne's head tilted down as she now stared at her lap, disappointed about not being able to get money for the soda machine.

“Mum, can I get some money for snacks?” DJ asked his mother.

“Yes, honey," Celeste fumbled with her handbag. She was searching for her purse with the money. It took her a while but she eventually found it. She gave him twenty pounds. “Here honey. Buy what you want, and I will be right back," Celeste told him, then she turned to the security guard and cleared her throat. “Excuse me, sir, can you give an eye on my son while I run to the little girls' room? Thanks." She ran off without hearing when the man stated he didn't work there.

The man stood there stunned, scratching his head in bewilderment. He had a one-night stand last night with the secretary, and she stole his wallet with his passport. He was only there to confront the thief, so the real security guard went to see if Dayna the secretary was in.

“You can come with me, or you can keep staring at my mummy's arse. It's up to you.”

The man's views now landed on the handsome kid who was far too smart for his age. “I was not looking at your mom's butt.” The man declared. The man sniffed the air at the kid's unique scent. He then realized the little fellow was a wolf who was almost close to getting his signature scent.

“You were so looking at her butt," DJ snarled, but for some reason, DJ was drawn to the man. “I'm DJ, put it here.” DJ stretched his hand for the man to shake. 

“I'm pleased to meet you, DJ. I'm Lucas.” The man took DJ's tiny hand and shook it. DJ's grip was almost bone-crushing. Lucas pulled his hand away, flashing it in the air. Impressed.

“I'm sorry.”

“It's OK. That's quite the grip you've got there, buddy. I see your dad is raising you right."

“Thanks, but this is all my mum's.” DJ smiled, and Lucas nodded.

“How dare you accuse me of stealing?” An angry blond stormed onto the scene. “I accidentally took your wallet, you asshole," she threw the wallet at Lucas.

“Dayna, language! We have children around," the real security guard warned, but Dayna kept on cursing. “That's it. You'll have to leave the building.” The security dragged her outside.

Lucas picked up his wallet and checked for his passport. “Thank the Moon Goddess it's here," he praised when he saw his passport.

“Thank the who?” DJ looked at the man strangely, and it surprised the man that the little wolf didn't know who the Moon Goddess was.

“You've never heard of the Moon Goddess?” He asked and DJ shook his head no. “So when your mom shifts, her wolf doesn't speak about the Moon Goddess?”

“My mom's wolf?” DJ asked, confused.

“Shut your trap, Lucas, the boy's mom's human. I caught her scent earlier," Lux, Lucas's wolf, mentioned.

“He must be adopted then because there has never been a half-human, half-wolf hybrid," Lucas told his wolf telepathically. He then turned to the boy. “Never mind.” Daphne kept glimpsing over at DJ. “It seems you have an admirer, little man. You need some pointers?"

“After you made that secretary cry, no, thanks, man. I think I can manage," DJ smirked, and Lucas almost laughed. The little fellow reminded him so much of his Alpha and best friend Dominic.

Lucas watched as DJ straddled over to Daphne. He saw them introduce themselves, then the two ran off to the soda machine.

Suddenly, a voice came booming in Lucas's head. “Where the hell are you? You were supposed to be back in America yesterday."

“Sorry, Alpha, something came up.”

“Like what? Pussy?"

“No, Darcy's old apartment has been cleaned out. She's not there. I got a lead yesterday but it was a dead end." Lucas spoke. “I'm sorry, Dom. I have no idea where your sister could be."

“OK, but get your ass back here. I want you at the meeting tomorrow night."

“OK, I'll be on the next flight out.”

Lucas sighed, and then he smiled when he saw the two kids giggling and eating Skittles and drinking pop. He wondered if the mother knew her adoptive son was a werewolf. He needed to know since his transition from boy to wolf pup had begun.

“Bye Daphne," DJ waved as Daphne and her dad left.

“You are quite the ladies' man," Lucas praised. “You must get it from your father," Lucas dug for some info. Maybe the father was a werewolf whose mate died and is now mated to a human. The woman could be his stepmother.

“Maybe, I wouldn't know,” DJ mumbled.

“Is your father dea-"

Before Lucas could finish his question, Celeste entered. “DJ, get over here. What have I told you about talking to strangers?”

“But he's cool, Mum. His name is Lucas."

“I'm sorry ma'am, I didn't mean to—"

“Look, Lucas or whatever your name is," Celeste strode up to him so that what she was about to say, DJ didn't hear. “You stink of stale beer and even staler pussy. Now stay away from my son." She warned, and Lucas backed away. She hurried back to her son.

“You did leave me to watch him," Lucas grumbled and Celeste scowled at him.

“Bye Lucas," DJ waved to him.

“DJ stop it," Celeste warned.

“Goodbye, little man. I hope to see you again someday."

Celeste tugged DJ inside the doctor's office as their number was called.

“Mum, what's staler pussy?” DJ questioned.

“Wait, you heard that?”

Lucas giggled at their exchange as he exited the building. He prayed to the Moon Goddess to guide and protect the little wolf.

He was about to hail a cab when he sees a cute brunette winking at him.

“I think Alpha Dominic will survive another night without us," he chuckled. “What you think, Lux?"

“I think you're right, now let's enjoy some more of England," Lux howled as Lucas strode over to the pretty brunette.