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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Eight
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Celeste’s POVThere’s a large amount of my time now eaten up with watching Lilith and Lora navigate life with one another.Theseus’s pool of sight is handy in allowing me to do that and I find myself hanging in every coo and bible and every action of Lilith.She is the mother I now wish I could have been, that sounds cheesy, right?But it’s true. I was so swept up in the need to save Hati and in turn my friend that I pushed aside those natural motherly instincts so that I could manage wholly with placing Lilith away from me.I see now that it was all a mistake, that I should have kept her and nurtured her and that her abilities would far surpassed anything beyond the concept of normal.She is the future and for worse concept of maternal love, I allowed her to be broken and damage in the lead up to the most important part of her life.I see that now.The unnatural way in which she survives, always hanging off needing to do something and not doing anything at all.Her fear base so high
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Leo's POVTabitha hadn't slept well all night.Tossing and turning and wandering around the pack house.Last night was the last night we had to sleep here within Theo's pack house.Our home, is ready to move into and just in time because Tabitha is due any day now.Although she's a witch her pregnancy has seemingly taken on the typical characteristics of a wolf pregnancy.Now we never imaged she'd ever get pregnant, not with the torture she endured.Her body is a testament to everything she's had to go through.Each scar, mark and imperfection screaming of a story that she hadn't even enlightened me to yet.That first day I took her I knew she wasn't 'normal', I knew there were parts to herself that she had tried to hide from me.But I had never prepared myself to see such devastation when she finally allowed me to kiss her.Those first days with her are burned so deep within my soul that I harbour internal feelings no man should and now I have to live with the monster inside of me.M
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Lilith’s POVThere’s a strange ambience in the pack house today.Things seem dull and sad yet excitable and happy in the same instance.And I think I know what it is, why I feel this way.It’s to do with Leo and Tabby, I’m sure of it.The pair of them are finally moving into the house Theo gave them. All renovations now finished and the brick and mortar ready for them to make it into a home.A place they can birth their child and bring him up. Hopefully nurture him into someone that can love Lora with everything he has.And with that love I’m hoping that he will give her a different future to the one she’s destined for.Of course I cannot force her. I cannot make her chose him.But I’m hoping that having someone of the same age that will love her unconditionally will give her options.Of course I think that things happen for a reason and I believe Leo and Tabby were forced into our pack under our rule for a reason.The reason being we needed their son around for Lora.It’s sad that t
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Tabby's POVI hate to admit it but driving away from the pack house down the short one one road that will take up to the house hidden within the tree coverage has me expelling every ounce of anxiety held within my body.I hate that I'm not particularly thrilled to have been living in their home, especially because they've given Leo and I so much despite not actually owing us anything.My stomachs been painful all morning.Small and shape bursts of pain turning into radiating pain around my midsection.I know exactly what's happening and I didn't want to admit it in the pack house because Lilith and no doubt Theo would have ordered a doctor my way.I won't be having any of that.The birth of my son will contain only the two of us and no one else.Exactly how it should be.It's not like I need painkillers or intervention, it's not like I cannot handle the pain in regards to birthing my child.I don't admit to Leo either though. Remaining silent as he drives us home.Home, that word seem
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Leo’s POVI walk back into the room to her knuckles white as snow.She’s hiding pain from me again and the only pain that would make sense is labour pains.She’s been in a quiet mood since this morning, having not spoken much as we left and her excitement to be in our own home again has been lacking.But I know confronting her will only cause he anxiety so I pretend I haven’t see anything, and instead being the bag of clothes I had chosen in Theo’s small town of shops the other day.“What’s this?” She asks.“Clothes I chose for Arlo, some small onesies and outfits,” I tell her.She breaks her cold exterior for only a moment as she pours the contents of clothes inside the cot.She segregated them into piles of style, keeping all the onsie’s together and the vests, even the little outfits and she fingers the material and just stares at the clothes.And from where I’m stood this is the break in her facade, the opening of the flood gates so to speak.“Are you hungry? Thirsty?” I ask with
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Tabitha’s POVMy labour progresses quickly, the bath relaxing my muscles enough for my body to charge forward with its endeavour to rid my son from the safety of my womb.Now that Leo knows I’m in labour I don’t hold back on the guttural moans that surface in my throat.With each passing contraction my legs spread, hooking my right leg over the edge of the bath for purchase.I cannot help but let tears run down the side of my face and despite being inside water already I feel the pop of my waters.It comes after a particularly painful and harsh contraction. My stomach hard as rock, my breath caught into my throat and the burst happens audibly.At least to my ears it does and the bath fills with murky water from inside of me.The contractions double down after that and Leo is there right beside me as he always promised to be.He’s rubbing my tummy, cradling my face.Whispering words of encouragement when I feel discouraged at best.He is the definition of the words best mate, labour pa
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Leo’s POVI never thought I’d meet a scenario where my world would change as dramatically as it did on the the day I found Tabitha.The day I met her everything came to a crashing halt around me as my world repositioned itself to revolve around her. But the birth of my son has posed yet another emotional wreckage for me to contend with.A good one but nevertheless an emotional narrative day.He looks just like his Tabitha and I couldn’t be more in awe of her than I am right now.She’s grown this tiny little human over these last few months without so much as a mutter of discomfort. A son for me to hand things down to.My heir.Yet even though I know have an heir, I have nothing to give him.Nothing but love and time.I suppose the one good thing that will come from me not having a pack to run will be the fact that I will have time.Ample amounts of time to spend on my son of which I wouldn’t have had before.I must count my blessings because I should technically be dead, and if it we
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