Morning After

Becca POV

I felt the sun on my face, and slowly blinked awake. I had the strangest dream. It felt like I was being carried away and then I flew across the forest. I saw flashes of Tyler and a strange woman who resembled me, also of someone from my past whom is dead.

I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and looked out the window only to see forrest instead of the Glass Lake. I immediately went into defensive mode and hugged my belly and looked around. I saw him sitting in a chair in the corner of the room sipping coffee and reading something on a tablet.

“We’ll good morning, Becca,” he said placing down his coffee and tablet.

My eyes widened, “ Mal,”

“Awe, you remember.”

“You’re alive?” I asked stunned.

“Well, of course. It’s gonna take more than a tumble off a cliff to stop me,” he said looking at me.

“But you weren’t moving, I checked for a heart beat! How are you alive?”

“Oh I had a heart beat love, you just left before you felt it,”

I began taking deep breaths and asked the one question I wasn’t sure I wanted an answer to, “What do you want?”

He smiled that sly smile of his, “Well you darling but to be precise, what’s in you,” He looked to my pups.

“Jason will find me,” I said.

“Oh I’m counting on that, because if I have him, I control you,” he said grabbing my chin making me look into his eyes.

"You'll never have me. You didn't then, you won't now," I said anger building up on me. He was one of the main reason's why Kyle and I chose each other. We had been dating and we were wondering if we should call it off and go find our mates, then Malcolm appeared. He lied and said that he felt the mate bond with me, where I had never felt it. Then he tried pressuring my father into making us mate, when that didn't work he then tried to take me and force himself upon me. Thankfully my father, brother and even Kyle were there to attack him and stop him from forcing the mating process. I never understood why someone from our pack would do that. We were always kind, we never forced them to do things or lied to them about situations, we never had slaves from the first formation of the pack till now. Why would someone like him come from our pack? I guess what my mother always said is true, When things are going really well there's opposition around the corner.

Malcolm just smirked, "We'll see," he got up from the bed and walked towards the door. "Since I don't want to lose the littles, I've had my witches put a scent shadow spell upon you and them, also Monroe here has gladly volunteered to bleed you dry if you try to leave this room," a tall, pale, well muscled vampire walked in. He had the sharpest green eyes and the most firey auburn hair I'd ever seen. What Stoker wrote about vampires was way off base. They were normal looking except for the paleness of their skin and the "fangs" were just their normal canines just a little more long and sharp than normal. When you start out human the canines go through an evalution and turn into the fangs of a snake, hollow with a valve that leads to the throat. I saw it once as a child it was cool. But instead of it being used to eject venom it's used to siffen out blood.

When he walked into the room, I felt the air change and my heart began to beat a little faster, I also felt a kick. I looked down. Was I feeling the mate bond for a vampire? No; I wasn't. My baby was. I looked back at Monroe and I saw that he was feeling it too. Neither one of us gave it away though because we both knew that Malcolm would try to use this to his advantage.

"Breakfast shall arrive here soon. Please be comfortable. I wouldn't want anything to happen to our future," He smiled as he left the room.

We both waited till we didn’t hear his footsteps before speaking. Cause if we could hear him he could hear us.

“He said your name is Monroe?” I asked.

“Yes,” he replied. His voice sounded as soothing as water flowing in a river. I knew that’s what my child heard.

“She feels it you know. The bond,” I looked at him as I rubbed my belly.

“Are you certain it’s her,” he asked not even denying it.

“Yes, it’s her. If it was him the kick would’ve been harder,” we both giggled at that.

“Are you certain it’s the bond?” He asked.

“A hundred percent,”

He approached me, “May I?” I nodded my head and he placed his hand on my belly. The moment he did I felt sparks and a strong kick.

He knelt down and placed his head on my stomach “Pequiñita, I’ll protect you and your family,”

I placed my hand on his cheek. “ The goddess sent me here to find you. She doesn’t want a world of darkness, she wants one of light and goodness and equality. You are proof of that Monroe.”

We heard banging on the door.

In his most sinister voice, “ Your food is here bitch,” he quickly and quietly moved to the door and opened it.

In my most hated voice, “I’d rather starve than let you have my babies,”

“Don’t be an idiot,” replied the wolf carrying in my food. “ You kill your pups, you kill your mates,”

“I only have one mate! He’ll rip you to shreds when he’s here!”

“ Yeah alright Luna whore,” he said exiting. The door closed behind him and we both let out our breaths.

“ Sorry for the bitch earlier,” Monroe said handing me my food.

“Don’t be, I know you didn’t mean it,” I took a bite of the sandwich and moaned. It must’ve been a while since I’ve eaten cause this was the best thing I’ve ever tasted.

Monroe giggled.

“ Well we’ve got all afternoon to get to k ow one another, tell me every thing,” I said.

“Afternoon? You really think he’ll be here by night fall?”

“Wouldn’t you be , if she was taken?” I asked him.

He looked at my stomach for only a second,” Sooner,” he replied.

“Well, go on,”

“Every thing?”

“Every thing; I think it’s important to know my son in law,” he smiled, and my heart skipped a beat. Calm down missy, you don’t want momma kissing your mate!

With that Monroe began his tale.