Reginald is busy tapping away on the keyboard of a computer when I find him. His head snaps up almost immediately when I come in and his hands stop moving.He gets up and offers a low bow, “Luna Scarlett.”I nod while cringing inwardly at the whole bowing thing. “There’s really no need to bow. A normal, good morning or just a normal greeting should suffice.”If Reginald thinks anything of that, he doesn’t show it. He simply nods and looks around awkwardly. I look around too and a wave of light nostalgia hits me. This used to be my room. Our room, just me and Maya.“Did I do anything wrong?”The wary warble of Reginald’s voice makes me turn my full attention back to him and I frown, looking at him quizzically, “Why would you ask that? Did I do anything to make you think that?”He shakes his head slowly but I can tell there’s something else up with his mood.It’s clear as day on his face, and though he tries to assume a neutral facade, I can see something’s wrong.Asking about it shou
“Well are you just going to stand there or are you going to walk over and give your mother-in-law a hug?”The mere idea of it makes me feel like I'd barf.She sits pretty on one of the couches. One of my couches.I feel multiple emotions flow through me at the sight of her, but I'd always known a confrontation would happen one day.I expected her to come one day or the next, but right now, the sight of her makes me feel like she’s a bit too much to handle.Hunter’s mother stares at me with calm purple eyes and her hair packed up in a bob. There’s an ornate pin going through it that gleams as the ray of the sun touches it. Dressed in a simple yet fashionable dress, she looks like she’s just about ready for work.But she’s the Nightshade Matriarch.The former Luna, a woman I once thought… would be like a second mother to me.Every day is a working day for her, and those she works on always feel the sting of it.I take a shallow breath and push away the pain that seems to cloud my heart,
Saying surprise is what flows through me right now would be an understatement. It’s something similar to surprise, and shock, but just confused, and not with the explosiveness of it all.It’s cold.“Excuse me?”Hunter’s mother brings her gaze back to me and there’s something hard in it as she repeats.“I said you have to come back to the pack with me. There’s one last duty you have to perform as Luna.The huff of air that leaves my lips is incredulous because, “No.”Hunter’s mother stares at me in a quizzical manner but I'm not playing this game with her. “With all due respect, I really do not give a single brain cell about anything related to the Nightshade pack. That pack was not there for me when I needed it to be. You, the warriors, even down to the maids and omegas, everyone got more respect than the Luna, everyone was treated as a person, everyone except meI have no duties to the Nightshade pack, and lest you forget, I am NOT the Luna of the Nightshade pack, not anymore.”Thi
“What’s… happening?”Roman slides up beside me with a slight smile on his face and I give him amused stink eyes because he’s actually here.“Y’know you don’t need to come back from work at the slightest herald of trouble though, do you?”Roman looks away chuckling and I grin impishly as I fold my hands in front of my chest, “I can handle some things.”I feel Roman nodding as a sensation at the back of my mind and I’m happy he agrees, that is until he says, “What’s the use of being a CEO though if I can’t leave work whenever I want so I can assist my pregnant wife in doing damage control?”A slow blush spreads across my cheeks when I hear that and I walk closer to my husband, sighing lightly when he wraps his hand around my waist and I cuddle up against him, murmuring, “I wasn’t doing damage control, and this isn’t damage control.This is… Hunter is trying to calm his mother down after we had a heated conversation…. I swear I don't know what came over me to make me speak that way.”My
Roman leaves, stopping at the door briefly to give me a look before he walks out. His message flows in through the mate bond a moment later, and it fills me with reassurance.“I’ll be in one of the parlors, just around the corner.”I can already feel him imprinting images of the hall into my mind as he walks and it sends trills of emotion up my spine to see he truly isn’t as far as he says he is.I see the couch he sits on, the book he picks up, and the grapes he picks a small bowl of, grabbing a spoon and scooping some into his mouth.I snicker quite loudly when I see that despite Hunter’s heavy gaze on me. When Hunter’s look turns even more serious, I mask the amusement on my face and I stare at him with a neutral gaze.Hunter’s eyes threaten to drag me off someplace else.Somewhere that isn’t here and with clenched teeth and a frown on my face I snap at him, “Stop that.”Hunter’s smile annoys the shit out of me as he shows it and asks, “Stop what?”I watch the light glow to his ey
‘“You’re joking.”Hunter’s look turns borderline menacing as his brows draw together and his face forms a deep frown,“Do I look like I'd joke with something like this?”I’m still not convinced so I chuckle and give him a stare, “You’re joking. You’re clearly joking, this is just some sick joke to get me back to your pack.”“Diane’s carrying my child, Scarlett! She and that child could die when the time for her to give birth comes if you don’t come to do your final duties to the pack.”I take a deep breath, because this is the last time I want to hear anything like “duties to the pack” used in the same vein as me and the Nightshade pack.“I Have no duties to your pack Hunter. I never did.I was the baby machine you locked up, remember?”“That was in the past, Scarlet.”“So why do I suddenly have duties that need attending to in your pack now? Is there anything I'm not being told here?”I see my question hit Hunter right in the face like I expect it to and I’m satisfied when I see it
Roman stares at me a bit flabbergasted when I tell him.His expression is surprised, then unbelieving, and then he releases a really low scoff. Something so insignificant, yet something that shows me he’s not happy with what is happening, or happy with it at all.“Is that really necessary?” I nod slowly and watch the conflicted look that crosses Roman’s face.I get a tight chest whenever I think of it too so I don’t. I just ignore whatever feeling plants itself in my chest when I imagine having to do that.“Hunter said my absence has cast a shadow of death around the pack. They’ve… they’ve had nine wolves die in the past four months.One of them was a young boy. Barely ten years old.”The distraught scream of a mother rings in my mind, lifelike and almost real. The need to bury my face in my palm and cry overcomes me.“No, Hey Scarlett look at me?”My eyes sting with tears but I direct my gaze to Roman all the same, trying to keep a tough front. He stares deep into my eyes as he cr
My eyes flutter open to something wet on my head, and Roman’s scent, pine, and forest, fills my nose.I can see the look of concern on his face.The worry lining his brows and the apprehension behind the casual calmness his expression gives off. He smiles softly when he sees my weak attempt to open my eyes, and the presence of the wet towel disappears as he takes it off, dropping it into a bowl instead as he asks, “How are we feeling this morning?”Roman’s soft husk of a tone sends pleasure rocking through every part of my body.His eyes are soft yet intense on me, and the sight of him in casual clothes has me chuckling weakly.I nod, smiling as best I can and finding my voice still a sore rasp as I respond, “We’re feeling a bit better. Thank you for asking.”Roman crouches by the side of the bed and takes one of my hands in his, placing a kiss on the back, at the base of my wrist, and where my palm connects to my fingers.His affection sends waves of love radiating through me and I s