I step outside my bedroom the next day, anticipation heavy in my heart and a permanent smile on my face. I was going to get to see my kids today. I looked up and down the hallway for signs of life, my eyes lingering on the door I knew belonged to Sebastain. Last night we had dinner together, and I can’t lie, I kind of enjoyed myself. We just talked. He told me a little bit about his mom, and what it was like being raised by a woman like that. He told me she has always had incredibly high expectations for him, her only son, to be the absolute greatest. I guess it kind of did him good though, because now he was the Alpha of literally the strongest pack in the nation. Knowing that, I could see how much she bothered him when he spoke of her. His shoulders tensed up and his fists clenched, and his face morphed into one of an immature child with no emotional outlet. It was definitely a more vulnerable side of Sebastain that I hadn’t yet encountered. I bite my lip a little and slowly
“Tell me what I’ve missed.” I say to Lucas as I tear up a pancake for Eli, who was sitting on my lap. We had moved to the kitchen of Sebastain’s house, where one of the servants had breakfast already prepared for us. Sebastian had said he had some work to do, and had gone upstairs to his office, leaving Lucas and I alone with the twins in the kitchen. I was a little surprised he was leaving us alone, to be honest, but I didn’t want to question it and make him change his mind, so I kept quiet. “Uh. Well.” He scratches the back of his neck and pushes away the food he was given. I can tell being here makes him uncomfortable, and it’s clear he doesn’t trust Sebastain’s people enough to eat the food they cooked him. Which was fine, but I was proof that being poisoned was a very real possibility in this pack. “Here baby.” I whisper to Eli as I offer him a piece. “Killian has been… in a mood. Since he came back without you.” Lucas admits. I look up from Eli to look at him. “He’s been st
The next day I slept in late, mostly because I knew Sebastain had his lunch date with Camilla today, and I didn’t want to run the risk of running into either of them; or worse, both of them together. I just knew it would annoy me, knowing I was in this weird dating game with them. I didn’t like being used like some kind of puppet.We’re still playing the denial game, I see. “Yup.” I mutter to my wolf as I get an outfit together for the day. I planned on walking around the pack grounds a little. I had done plenty of work with tons of different pack members during my first two years here, but I haven’t even interacted with any of them in… weeks now. Since I started feeling the effects of the poison Sebastain and his mistress had been slipping me. There had been a couple passing interactions, but nothing like the hands on work I was used to always having done in whatever pack I was helping lead. I wanted to make sure the maternity ward I’d help build was doing okay, as well as check in
“I’m glad everything is running smoothly.” I say with a smile to Crystal as we watched a nurse burping a newborn. “I hope that doesn’t mean you won’t come around anymore. If I need to lie and tell you things are awful I will.” She says, looking up at me with a worried expression. I laugh a little. “I’ll come back-”“Right this way Alpha. It's an honor to have you visit us today.” I stiffen and let out a deep sigh when I hear a nurse calling someone Alpha, and footsteps coming towards us. “We keep the newborns here for monitoring, and to let the mothers get a little rest after giving birth. Would you like to meet a few of them?” I hear the nurse telling who I assume to be Sebastain and most likely Camilla as she leads them closer and closer to where we still stand watching the babies. Why the hell did he have to bring her here? I bet he knew the first thing I’d want to do was check on my projects. He probably brought her here on purpose, to rub it in my face. I can feel Crystal look
I grab a glass out of the cabinet in Sebastain’s kitchen and set it on the counter. I move to the fridge where I know I'd seen a chilled bottle of vodka. It was already ten pm, and Sebastain wasn’t back from his time with Camilla yet. God, why the hell did that irritate me so much? I shake my head at myself as I fill the cup halfway with cranberry juice before topping it off with vodka. I scoff and drink the whole thing in one go, wincing a little at the burn of vodka in the back of my throat. Seems like you definitely care a little. “Shut up.” I mutter at my wolf as I pour myself another drink. My entire body tenses up when I hear the front door opening. I listened, my hand clenched tightly around the glass. I hear Camilla telling Sebastain something quietly, too quiet for me to hear. Sebastian says something back, and then I hear heels clicking up the stairs to the bedrooms. My eyes dart up to glare at Sebastian as he comes into the kitchen, stopping his tracks when he sees
“I don’t know why the hell you’re crying.” I run my hand through my hair, frustrated as ever but trying to keep my tone in check. Eli and Ella were both standing up in their cribs, big alligator tears leaking from their eyes and they screamed for something. They did okay during the day when they were playing and interacting with people, but at night they had been whiney every night since we’d gotten home. “Mama!” Eli demands, his tiny face angry and sad looking. I sigh, and shake my head. I had said I didn’t know why they were crying, but it seemed tonight was no different than every other night. They wanted their mother. “She’s not here.” I say, stepping forward to pick him up and hold him against me. He calms down a little, but Ella gets jealous and starts screaming louder. I picked her up too, holding one against each shoulder as they sniffed and slowly started calming down a little. I hold them tightly against me, my hand supporting each one under the butt as they lay their head
Lucas and I end up talking for a few hours, and decide on a few things. We’re selling the remainder of the packs businesses, and we’ll compile all the money and reinvest in something low risk and hopefully profitable. We’ll lay low on that front for a while, shift to hunting for as much of our food as we can to cut costs, while we stack some money again. After a while we’ll go back to reinvesting in other businesses for even more cash flow. We’re going to go and personally talk to the pack members that left under May’s supervision, and see what I can do to try and convince them to come back. I know it’s probably going to take more than an apology, but I was willing to put in the work if they would let me. The rogue problem had settled down a little, killing them on site seemed to have the desired effect. But there were still a few encounters here and there, including one this morning with some young wolves playing too close to the border. The kids were fine, because Lucas had been
I sit at the kitchen island, eating a bowl of cereal a little nervously. Three days ago, Sebastian and I hooked up. Thankfully, Sebstain had gotten called away to another pack that was having a conflict the morning after we did the deed, so I hadn’t actually had to face the consequences of my actions yet. But I’d certainly had time to think about what we’d done. I don’t think I’d ever lost control like that. I had completely given into my desires, and given myself over to Sebastain in a very no return sort of way. I sigh and set my spoon in my bowl when I hear voices outside. I hear the front door opening, and Sebastain saying goodbye to a few men I’m assuming he’d been traveling with. “I’ll see you guys later.” I hear him telling them as he shuts the door. I hear him groaning, and I think he stops to stretch in the entryway. I let out a sigh of relief when I heard him going up the stairs instead of turning into the kitchen. Maybe I wouldn’t have to face him just yet. I hear