“Does anyone have anything else they’d like to add?” Adam stands and folds his hands in front of him, looking at the other committee members expectantly.I looked at each person for a moment, trying to gauge if any of them still had a problem with me. When I had first walked in, their gazes had all been judgy and cautious. Now most of them are shrugging or nodding, seeming to be satisfied with my answers. They lo0ked at me with more understanding, and I was cocky enough to think maybe I had actually convinced them. But of course, when I finally land back on Sebastain’s mother, Serena, she has some evil grin on her face like she was waiting for this exact moment to pull some nasty trick out of her sleeve. Sure enough. “I just had… one more tiny thing to add.” She says, her thick, glossed lips curling into a smile as she stares me down. I glare a little, taking a deep breath to try and prepare myself for whatever she was about to do. There was no way whatever she was about to say wou
“It’s decided then. In a month, we will reconvene and see who our Sebastain has chosen to rule his pack with him.” Serena smiles as she turns to look at everyone with a warm expression. Except me. I got the same nasty look she’d been shooting me since she walked in the room. The committee members all nod, and I shrug a little. Camilla has her gaze fixed on Sebastian, who has the decency to at least look uncomfortable. My eyes run over the girl again. She looks a lot younger than me, and probably prettier. Her skin is soft looking, and her figure is carved and pleasantly curvy. If I wasn’t thinking about how much I wanted to push this woman into a deep dark hole, I might be jealous of her.“Good. I’d say we’re done here for now, then. May the best woman win.” I scoff and roll my eyes and Serea’s pretend amicable statement, and stand up and walk towards the exit as everyone else starts slowly standing up and the committee members talking amongst themselves like they hadn’t already been
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