Dangerous Desires Novel

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.