Jillie
Unpacking was simply torture. I had been up since eight this morning, doing nothing but unpacking. I had to find some way to fill my morning, especially with Jarren gone. Whatever he had to take care of yesterday was being done today because we went to check on Alyx yesterday. Jarren had said he’d have someone come over and help me unpack, but I wanted to do it myself. It was another one of those moments.
Making my way downstairs, I walked into the kitchen before rummaging through the refrigerator. I was starving and decided to make some pasta. Closing the fridge, I filled a small pot with water and set it on the stove. As the water heated up, I took a package of pasta from the pantry before grabbing a can of cream of chicken.<
JillieI pulled up at Alyx’s house about twenty minutes later. I knocked on the door before walking inside. She was sitting on the couch watching TV with Reyna lying in her bassinet. I walked over and sat beside her.“I was starting to wonder if you had forgotten about me,” Alyx stated, nudging me.“Well, the thought of ditching you did cross my mind,” I responded with a smirk. Alyx rolled her eyes. “I went to the orphanage today.” I then responded.She smiled. “Did you have fun?”“I did. The kids are great.” She nodded, turning back towards the TV. “Where is Mason?”“He’s with your husband somewhere.”“Well, that’s never a sign of anything good. They’re probably doing something they have no business doing.”“Most likely,” Alyx responded. “But enough about them. Tell me
JarrenI watched as Mason paced the floor. He was losing his mind over something I had to tell him. For some reason, he was being impatient. All he had to do was wait another few minutes until Xander and Garret showed up. I wanted to laugh, but somehow I knew that wouldn’t help – what I’m assuming was - his nervousness. A few minutes later, both Garret and Xander walked into the room.“Okay, tell me now,” Mason stated when everyone was seated.I all but laughed. “Calm down, Mason. You act like I’m about to tell you I’m breaking our alliance or something.” He gave me a look that said that was precisely what he was thinking. “Seriously,
Jarren “Mom, what are you doing here?” My mother asked, standing. “I came to check on my grandson and see what this nonsense I heard was all about.” My mother shot me a look, and I smiled at her innocently. “Mom, he doesn’t want to take the throne in the amount of time we agreed upon.” Nunny nodded. “I don’t blame him. He has other responsibilities to tend to now. Those are more important than taking the throne. Especially since you and Dominic can both rule for a few more years.” “But mother-“ “I’m done talking about it, Phoenix. If your husband is alright with it, there is nothing else to discuss. Jarren will take the throne the summer after the child’s fifth birthday.” Nunny sta
Jarren“People will start showing up any minute, and the two of you are goofing around,” Jillie stated, crossing her arms over her chest as she sent Xander and me a death glare.“Calm down, Jillie. Most of the food is already done and is in the oven to keep warm,” Xander responded.Jillie glared at him, and Xander flinched back slightly. “Just get this done.” With that, she turned and stomped back into the house.“Your wife is scary,” Xander stated, causing me to laugh.“It’s just her hormones. I usually agree and let her rant. It’s easier than trying to argue with her.”“I
Jarren After the first couple of hands, the poker game became too competitive. Carson and Xander were taking it to a level it didn’t have to be on, but you couldn’t tell them that. They were both sore losers. By the fifth hand, I decided to sit out and watch. However, I didn’t see it ending well with those two. My grandfather pulled me aside as the others were still playing. I already knew what the conversation was about.“You’re grandmother tells me that we have a slight problem with Jillie’s pregnancy.” He kept his voice low. So low that even if som
Jillie I led Aaden into the living room and sat on the couch. He sat at the other end and stared at the blank TV screen. I bit my lip, not sure exactly where to start. There was so much we needed to talk about. There was so much that we needed to discuss, but at this moment, I didn’t know how to go about doing that. My mind was on the fact that Jarren would most likely kill me for inviting Aaden over. We sat in complete silence for a moment. He was staring off into space, and I was trying to come up with something to say to start the conversation. This was proving to be more complicated than I initially thought. I sighed and began to fumble with my fingers. A few months ago, I would have been
JIllieI blinked a few times, and my vision cleared. I stared at the TV blankly, trying to control the anger, hurt, and betrayal that had suddenly burst in me. I took a few deep breaths before heading out into the backyard. I smiled for everyone, but I was now thoroughly upset. I could understand him not wanting Aaden at the wedding, but he could have talked to me about it instead of saying nothing and pretending he’d sent all the invitations. Jarren was in the corner talking to Garret, and I wanted to go over there and demand to know why he hadn’t sent Aaden his invitation, but I wasn’t about to cause a scene in front of everyone. Instead, I walked over to him and waited for Garret to finish his sentence.“Where are your keys?” I inquired. Jarren mere
Jillie It’s been a week, and Jarren’s still mad at me. This was a first. I wasn’t particularly mad at him anymore, but I wasn’t about to let him know. If he was mad, then I would still at least act mad. As childish as that may be, it was no more childish than him giving me the silent treatment. If lucky, he’d say ten words to me in a day. At this point, I was starting not to care. My hormones were going into overdrive, and I was more focused on not murdering anyone who made me mad than worrying about his ridiculousness. I had just finished getting dressed and slipped on my shoes when he entered the room. Just as I knew he would, he ignored me and went straight to the closet. I rolled my eyes before heading out of the bedroom and down the stairs. I went into the kitchen and fixed myself a bagel with cream chee
JillieI reached over beside me, but Jarren wasn’t there. Opening my eyes, I found his side of the bed empty. Figuring that he must already be with one of the kids, I swing my legs out of the bed and make my way to Avarie’s room. She’s sleeping peacefully, so it must have been Alec crying. I make my way into his room and he’s sleeping as well. Puzzled, I drift back out into the hallway. I could have sworn crying woke me up. I noticed that there was a light on downstairs. Making my way down, I follow the soft light into the living room. Figuring out what Jarren is doing up at this time is a little beyond my tired brain’s capability. Vampire or not, he was about to get in the bed with me so I could go back to sleep. Stepping into the living room, however, I didn’t see Jarren. Instead, Kaileeh was curled up in the corner of the sofa. She was rocking back and forth slightly as she gazed at her hands, frightened. I took a cautious step towards her. I’d never seen he
JillieThe words that came out of Hollie’s mouth felt foreign to me, even though I’d heard them less than about forty-five minutes ago. I couldn’t be crowning again. That would insinuate that I was having twins, which I was not. Hollie had shown me the sonograms, and there was only one baby in them. Yet here I was, pushing as if my life depended on it. I looked at Jarren again, who looked a little paler than usual.“Hollie,” I started through breaths. “Can vampires faint?”“Not that I know of, but you never know. Why?” She questioned, glancing up.“Because I think my husband is about to pass out.” She didn’t respond and instead told me to push. Just like the first time, we worked as a team, and this birth was much quicker, with only the use of one syringe. That was a small victory that was quickly forgotten when I
JarrenPacing. That’s what I’ve been doing for the last thirty minutes. I was pacing and trying to soothe Jillie. I was worried, and the more I worried, the faster I paced. I’d freaked poor Ean out. He was the kind that liked to live in denial and pretend that certain things didn’t exist. I wondered how much of this he would actually be able to ignore. I glanced over at the bed to find Hollie staring intently at the monitors and Teya dabbing Jillie’s forehead with a cool cloth. I felt so helpless because I couldn’t do anything other than be here for her. I couldn’t take her pain away, and I desperately wanted to. I sighed and resumed my pacing. I knew I should have gone with them. The suspense of not knowing what was going on or where they were was killing me, but I realized this is how Jillie would have f
JillieMy baby girl was kicking my butt like she was mad at the world. It had almost been nonstop for the past few hours. To top that off, those stupid cramps just wouldn’t let up. As luck would have it, Jarren was out doing who knows what at the moment. So I was on my own, dealing with my high-maintenance daughter, who was a complete daddy’s girl. I’d tried everything. I’d placed headphones on my stomach and played calm, soothing music. I’d rub my stomach until both of my hands and arms felt like they were limp noodles and about to fall off at any minute. I’d tried talking to her, then begging. I’d even resorted to bribery. None of that worked. &n
JarrenWhen Jillie got up, I waited a few minutes before following her. I stopped just on the other side of the patio door and listened to the silence. I knew she’d gone out there. I could hear her heart beating, but she wasn’t saying anything. When she finally spoke, I realized that she’d noticed that something was wrong with Nunny as well. As I sat and listened to them talk, my heart broke. Nunny was right; I wouldn’t be able to handle it if something happened to Jillie and our child. My world would literally come crashing down, and I wouldn’t know what to do with myself. They were my life, and just thinking about this scared me, and I was never scared. Life was cruel sometimes. It seemed like we couldn’t win for losing. When we caught a break, something else came along and ruined it. Not this time. I was dete
Jillie When I opened the gifts, I was overwhelmed by the amount of clothes, shoes, toys, diapers, and wipes. It looked like we’d have enough to last for the next few years, though I knew that was unlikely. I knew that babies went through a ton of diapers in a year. I had four gifts left to open. Three were wrapped in pink paper with little baby rattles on them, and the other was in a gift bag with clouds and the words “It’s a girl” written on it. My Dad brought the rather large boxes over to me one by one, and I ripped the paper from them. There was a highchair, a walker, and a baby swing. Upon seeing what they were, I turned to my mother, w
Jillie New Year was full of friends, family, and food. We’d rung in the year at my parent’s house and spent the day at the boys and girls center with most of the kids from town. I couldn’t play with them like I once had, but the Fang gang, Wolf Pack, and Kaileeh were making up for that. While they ran around playing dodgeball, I had to remind Xander not to throw too hard; I got to watch Sara and Kinley draw. They were both very talented little girls. We’d had lunch with all of them, and Xander got hit on quite a bit, along with Carson and Garret, by the teenage girls. Kaileeh hadn’t been too happy about the last one, but she was trying not to show it. Overall, it was a good day. I was currently sitting in the living room watching TV. I hadn&rs
JillieI didn’t know what to say. It was absolutely beautiful. I couldn’t have imagined anything more perfect than what I was looking at as a room for our little girl. It was done in sky blue and pale yellow. He’d painted the ceiling, and there were clouds all over it. The floor had been done in the same blue, but it was more textured. The crib was sand brown with a blue and yellow color scheme for bedding. There was an armchair and ottoman of the same color as well. The room had so much beauty that I couldn’t describe it all. It looked like a small castle for a princess. He’d even taken all of her clothes and put them away in the closet and the bureau he’d gotten to match the rest of the room. There were toys on a shelf, a changing table, and plush animals hang
Jarren Rian had lost his damn mind talking to the women in the house that way, and if he thought that I wasn’t going to say something about it, then he had thought wrong. When Mason shut the door behind him, I pushed Rian into the side of the house. My anger was at an all-time high.“Have you lost your mind?” I questioned, fuming. Mason stepped between us.“Look, I know what you’re going to ask me, and it’s none of your business. What happens between Sage and I is just that, between Sage and I.”“Wrong!”I snapped. “When it’s affecting the two of yo