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I can hear the laughter from Sunday morning breakfast wisp up the stairs before climbing into the shower to drown out the noise in the rushing water
scrubbing destung off the scent of lone sesso none of the wolves at the table can detect the smell in the back of their throats. Once dry, the clothes are thrown in the washer and marted.
The stairs are taken with caution, not much que, only enough to let them know I’m coming down. I hate intruding on them, but Bela left me no choice. I’m staying with the Valentines until she comes back for me. I’m getting used to that and comfortable with the Valentines.
Cantus at the table with each twin beside him; they are at the end of finishing their breakfast. Rya and Lama Grace are speaking over a table full of baby pictures. The mated wolves send Bya the furures that were created because of her moon. Fertility. |
Rya is summoned constantly to travel to packs that request her gifts be used on their sterile wolves. In return, the park has to sign a contract that in a time of need they are to send milk to a pup whose mother has died before the wean 0
“Good morning. Treasure,” Luna Grace says while I pass her. She places her hand on my head and lets it slide along the back of my hairline. Bys smiles her best smile at me
“Good morning. Treasure “Rys speaks with the hopes I say something back. I never answer Never. She doesn’t ever give up hope, though. [
Cassius’s twins have become something more to me than just pops that I watch throughout the day I press kisses to their heads, and the hum in my throat comes out to vibrate against their skun. I love them. It’s been six month since I really understood what that feeling was, but it was right there. Love. Something I never thought would happen again. |
Alpha Clinton is sitting in his spot finishing up his coffee, and all I can remember is when Kya giggled to ober deck an we were watching the waves hit the share that she thought he looked like a silverback gorilla, and as soon as she told me that, I saw it. I almost laughed out loud. Almost. ||
When sitting down, I can’t help watching Cassius clean both his twing up, wipe their hands, and swat their butt to go play downstairs in the toy room. Chance starts to fus in the highchair, and Dallas sets him down to play with his cousins.
Caleb stretches out his spine, cracking each bone to the annoyance of everyone around the table, le’s drinking milk from a glass, looking out the big window into the backyard. Balara for the Wilds of Valentine on a Sunday, and I thank the both of us should expect her back on a Sunday. So far there’s been no sign of her. The Silverback says she’s in deep. Caleb argues about guing to go get her, and his father argues hack that he has to be prepared to make a choice if she doesn’t want to come back will he be willing to live out his life in Wildform?
I wanted to argue with the Alpha that i need Belac back, hur my voice was blocked by teeth, the sound bouncing off enamel to be swallowed back down deep in my gut. The day she left my screams were plent for days after. Chuntucked to chest, there was no hope to keep my glasses on I didn’t want to see anything she left me, and I hated her for it. She told me promised me she would never leave me. Ever. I believed that promise. She lied. Caleb took the sharpest poun of my anger. I stabbed him the way I felt stabbed by Blac. Caleb and I couldn’t live together intus house anymore. He felt awkward with me around him all the time: He felt strangled and suffocated. He couldn’t take a shit by himself anymore without someone hovering around hii spare. I paced at right. He got so sleep; neither did I. He brought me to his parents house and told them he was unable to handle me anymore. ||
