Page 80 of The Alpha Wolf’s Secret Baby Boy

Poppy’s eyes widen as she glances at me, and all I can do is shrug.

Ever since Poppy saved me from the attack yesterday and healed me, we’ve barely had time to speak about things. When I woke up this morning, I just knew that Poppy somehow emerged as a very powerful witch who saved us all from the dark witches last night.

Dorian came by to see me this morning and told me what happened when Poppy used her magic on me. It was a miracle, and everyone seems to be in awe of her.

That’s why I waited until she came to visit me in the hospital, saving the desserts Mother sent for me so that we could share them. I was hardly surprised when Daniel accompanied her to see me, and I’m just glad that mother and son have been reunited.

Whatever powers have awakened in Poppy must have somehow brushed off on Daniel for him to have figured out that I was his father even before anyone told him the truth.

I clear my throat and draw Daniel’s attention deliberately. “Son, Uncle Dorian said he’ll be waiting for you in the lobby. Do you wanna go to his house? Your mother and I need to talk.”

Daniel nods and immediately slides off the bed. “Sure! I don’t mind. Uncle Dorian and I have a deal, anyway.”

“Yeah? What kind of deal?” I ask him.

“I get paid every time I babysit Damita!”

Daniel is at the door in the blink of an eye. “Bye, Ma! Bye, Dad!”

With that, he races out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

From where she’s seated on a chair beside the bed, Poppy sighs, staring at the necklace in her hand.

“I really thought I lost this,” she mumbles to herself.

I stick out a hand toward her. “Want me to get it fixed for you?”

Poppy smiles hesitantly as she passes the necklace to me. “I hope you don’t plan on doing that anytime soon. You still need to rest.”

“Oh, I know.” I give her my most charming smile as I tuck the necklace into my pants pocket under the covers, making a mental note to have the jeweler make a matching piece that’s long overdue as a gift.

As I draw my hand out, I pick up the cheesecake, a spoon, and pass them to her.

“Wanna have the rest of this dessert with me? I don’t know what my mother was thinking, sending over this much sugar.”

Poppy giggles as she takes the tub. “Well, like everyone else, she was worried. You almost died.”

“Yeah, but you saved me. Why don’t you tell me how you did that?”

Poppy bites her bottom lip as she lifts her eyes to mine. “You’ve probably heard about it from Dorian, and everyone else who’s been fussing over me since last night, treating me like I’m something special.”

I arch one brow and cock my head to the side as I watch her casually put a spoonful of dessert between her lips.

She huffs as she swallows. “Fine. I’ll tell you what happened…”

Poppy proceeds to tell me all about what she saw during the ritual, shocking me when she describes the Moon Goddess who came to her because her soul called out for help.

Though I’m surprised by everything Poppy just told me, I’m not shocked by learning that she’s something different.

I saw how tirelessly Aoife and the Golden Raven Sisters worked to find a way to undo the curse on Poppy and extract the poison from her.

I may have had a certain…twisted opinion about witches…but I have come to realize that not all witches are bad. And if Poppy emerged as a witch, discovering previously hidden gifts, how can I possibly dislike witches?

“…There’s a part of me that believes it wasn’t just my soul that called out for her, but yours, too.”

I frown. “Mine?”

Poppy nods thoughtfully. “It’s not something I consciously remember—calling out to Her Holiness. But I do remember hearing your voice in my trance…” She tapers off, pressing her lips into a firm line as she turns away.