Mated to Four Alphas-Chapter 169: Misunderstanding - 18

Silas’s POV

I took steps toward Orian and stood in front of him, but his whole attention was on Theron. As soon as he saw me there, he let go of Meyer’s hand and stood in front of me.

"Silas?"

Orian’s tone was annoyed. Yes, it’s normal to be annoyed and shocked after seeing me—and that too, here.

"Orian, there’s something I want to talk to you about. Can we talk alone?" I asked.

Judging by Orian’s reaction earlier, I thought he would say no because I had come with Theron. So why would he want to talk with me?

But Orian nodded. My eyes widened at his response. It was totally unexpected.

"Babe, we’ll leave you two alone, okay?"

Saying this, Meyer walked toward Theron.

"Hey, let’s go. Let them talk."

I glanced back at Theron, and he smiled at me before leaving with Meyer. After they both left, Orian asked me to sit on the sofa. As I sat down, he also sat beside me.

"Orian, I know you’re going to be shocked after hearing what I’m about to tell you."

"What are you going to say, Silas?"

"Do you remember anything about your childhood? Like, before coming to the Bloodfang Pack, where were you? Any memories of your childhood?"

First, I needed to make sure I wouldn’t confuse Orian by telling him the truth directly. I would tell him step by step so he could understand.

"No, I don’t remember anything."

"Then let me tell you—I am your twin brother. We are both from the Ironclaw Pack. In childhood, when we went to the festival, you got lost there."

While talking, I carefully watched his reaction.

"And till now, we hadn’t found anything about you. But when I saw your childhood photo in the Bloodfang King’s mansion, that’s when I realized my brother was alive and living here."

After saying this, I waited for his answer because I knew he would have more questions. It wasn’t something easy to believe.

"So you’re saying you are my brother? Silas... Wait. I do remember my brother’s name was Silas. But I just thought you had the same name. I never imagined you were literally my brother."

What does he remember about me? I thought Orian had lost all his childhood memories—that he had forgotten everything about me, about our father, about our family. But he did remember.

"You remember me?" I asked excitedly.

"I only remember how you looked in childhood and the fact that I got lost. No... that’s not the truth."

When Orian said that, I was stunned. What did he mean by ’it’s not the truth’? But when he told me the whole truth about what happened in his childhood, I was truly shocked. This was something I had never even imagined.

According to Orian, he didn’t get lost.

In our childhood, when our father took both of us to the festival, I had gone to buy ice cream. And at that moment, our father himself took Orian somewhere else, told him to get out of his life, and left him there. Then, he came back and stood at the same place as if nothing had happened.

It meant Orian hadn’t gotten lost—our father had abandoned him.

Back then, when we were children, our father had cried while searching for Orian. These thoughts never crossed my mind as I watched him act helpless.

I thought he was missing Orian so much that he cried day and night. Then, he brought Ciel into our home. I guess that was all part of a plan—a well-planned deception.

Our father had been lying all these years, saying Orian got lost and that he couldn’t find him.

But he could have found him—if he had tried. He never tried. He only pretended to search for Orian and grieved whenever Orian’s name was mentioned.

Did he feel guilty when he cried for Orian? Or was he just pretending so everyone would pity him?

How could a father do something like this to his own child?

Orian was so small back then. How could he leave him alone in an unfamiliar place?

What if something had happened to Orian? What if he had died? He didn’t care about any of that. He’s such a pathetic father.

I already hated him, but after knowing this, I despised him even more. He was the most despicable man ever.

And just then, Orian hugged me.

"I’m so happy to see you after so many years. I love you. You know, I used to miss you every day, but I couldn’t say anything." frёewebnoѵēl.com

"And when the Bloodfang Pack leader found me, they asked who my parents were and which pack I belonged to. But I said I didn’t remember anything—I just cried. Of course, I was sad that I wouldn’t be able to see you anymore. But even though I remembered everything, including our pack’s name, I didn’t tell that leader."

My eyes welled up with tears as I listened to Orian’s words, and he was already crying. So I hugged him back.

"I’m sorry, Orian. When I saw you back then, I recognized you were my brother, but I couldn’t... I wasn’t able to tell you... I’m so pathetic..."

"No, Silas, you’re not. Don’t say things like that."

"And Silas, what are you doing in the Bloodfang Pack? Did something happen to our pack?"

When Orian asked, I told him everything—everything that had happened after he was ’lost.’

I told him how our father brought another adopted son and treated him well while neglecting me, how he always gave that child everything.

I told him how Ciel stole my fiancé from me, how I met the four brothers who helped me, how I became an actor, and the countless struggles I had faced.

I told him everything—from the start until now.

And after hearing my story, Orian cried even more.

"Sob... Silas... Don’t worry. I’m with you. I won’t forgive Ciel, or Father, or Zarek—not even Kael. How could he send someone to kill you? He really crossed the line. What if something had happened to you?"