One hundred and twenty-two

Seth

The more I worked, the more I had to do. I hated it, but it was my birthright.

I craned my neck, and the tension in my shoulders released as I imagined Naomi's soft hands massaging the knots in my shoulders like she usually does, but that never lasts for long because her skirt would have been hiked up and I would have been knee deep into her.

I ran a hand down my face in frustration. I hardly saw enough of her because of this work, and our vacation was still in my plans.

I needed time alone with her, to take care of her.

She wasn't heavy yet, but her belly was already swelling.

Werewolf babies developed faster than humans, so she was well into the pregnancy.

So she was getting cranky and having weird cravings. But because of how busy I was, Aubrey and Hazel had to take care of her, while I made Connor do some jobs here and there.

And for Xander, I made him accompany Connor.

I had plans, but they couldn't be in motion until I knew Xander could be completely trusted.

Naomi trusted