Rhylor [The Ultima Manhunt B2]

Chapter 17 - A Reconcile of Memories [Part Two]

(FLASHBACK, FIFTEEN YEARS AGO)

A brunette sits on the bed with her hands holding a tiny picture. At her husband's commands, she had to give her daughter up; the girl would be three years old now. But that wasn't stopping her.

She scoots off the bed and bends down to put her shoes on. She's going for a walk and even though a part of her wants to tell her husband where she's going; another part of her knows he won't care.

He just wants an heir and as a Luna, she must comply.

The brunette starts walking out of the house she lived in and slowly walks down the sidewalk. Her golden eyes glance around at everything.

They eventually spot a couple sitting on a bench, throwing a toy for a dog. The brunette strolls up to them.

"Hey. Cute dogs, you have. How long have you had them?" she asks the couple.

The petite woman glances up and smiles. "Thanks. We've had them for a few years now." she says.

"I wish I had a dog. My husband won't allow me to get one." the brunette mumbles.

"I'm sorry. They really are a lot of fun." the man beside the petite woman tells her. "I'm Aaron, and this short potato is Aphmau."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Isabelle." Isabelle introduces herself.

"The dogs are Alexander and Celeste." Aphmau whispers in her ear then giggles.

"Say, I don't suppose you want to be friends. I sure could use some." Isabelle asks aloud with a slight smile on her face.

"Sure! I love making friends!" Aphmau beams happily.

The petite woman hands Isabelle a toy. "Throw it far, they love it when it goes far." she comments.

Isabelle throws the toy as hard as she can. It ends up landing miles away.

Aphmau merely gaps. "Wow! That was far!" she smiles. "Awesome throw!"

"Thank you. I try." Isabelle grins.

(SEVEN MONTHS LATER)

"Okay, Isabelle. This is it. Today you're going to ask them a very important question. Oh, hopefully they say yes." Isabelle mutters to herself.

She shakes her worry away and puts on a brave face as she walks into the living room of her apartment. Aaron and Aphmau are both sitting on her couch, happily chatting with one another.

"You can do this." she mumbles. "Aaron, Aphmau."

The couple in question turn their heads to face her.

"Yeah?" Aphmau asks as Aaron raises an eyebrow.

"I have a very important question to ask you. I understand if you say no to this but how would you two like to a surrogate for my husband and I?" she asks in a clear voice.

"A surrogate? Why?" Aphmau asks her.

"As the Grand Alpha, my husband needs an heir. Unfortunately with me being baron, I can not give him the heir he wants." Isabelle explains. "If you accept and this works; you have my permission to raise the child as your own."

"What kind of heir does your husband want?" Aaron questions.

"Our firstborn son would be his heir. But like I stated a second ago; I can't comply to his command." the brunette says.