All Chapters of Her Bitter Rescue: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

{ Clara } Olivia has been out of it the whole night. Her eyes are glazed over and she hasn't been talking at all, she only has eyes for Daniel and Laurie, as if she is in her own little world where no one exists but her family. It’s actually cute.But Daniel on the other hand is being himself all the way through and trying to be the perfect groom, talking to the guests throughout the party. The only time he relaxes is at his first dance. It's beautiful to watch, to be honest. The way Daniel holds my sister and smiles at her with all the love in the world is just magical. And when Laurie runs up to them and dances with his parents it makes everyone's heart melt. "Hey, you don't have to keep catering to everyone, you know," I tell Daniel when I end up next to him at the bar, "That's what my parents are for." "It's expected of me," he replies after taking a swig from his liquor glass and looking at me with a smile. The complete bliss on his face makes me feel a mixture of good an

I walk away from Rodrick as he finishes cooking so as not to make things worse for him and I go sit in the living room next to Carolina, who gives me a knowing look when I approach because she can imagine I'm a little nervous about the subject. She knows everything I went through with Daniel, she knows he never had a rut while we were married, but luckily she doesn't say anything about it. I try to calm my nerves by diverting my attention to my niece, resting on the floor around her toys. I pick her up and throw her up to the air a couple of times, making her squeal with excitement. Her baby laugh is the most beautiful sound ever.Looking at Hannah is always a little bittersweet, even more so than looking at Alex and Rio, because I always wanted a daughter more than anything else. And because Carolina and I look so much alike, I feel like Hannah looks exactly like me, like a daughter of mine would look. And that hurts, but at the same time I'm grateful to have her in my life, even

My relationship with Rodrick continues to be amazing. With each passing day I realize that he truly is the best man Mother Nature could have bestowed upon me. Not only did he come into my life to teach me what it feels like to be loved, he has also made me realize that what I felt for Daniel was never love. Not like this. I was obsessed with the idea I created in my mind about him and wanted to have him to show him off, then I didn't want to let him go so I wouldn't admit defeat, but I never truly felt in love with him. Realizing that has made it a hell of a lot easier to deal with him and my sister when they come back from their honeymoon and act like they can't breathe if they're not around each other. Rodrick came to save me from my shitty life where I was only interested in appearances and was extremely miserable inside. Since we've been living together I haven't felt the need to buy material things, or upload a million pictures showing off my man like I did with Daniel. I

For the whole next week, Clara's heat continues to be like this, it doesn't fall back into normal. She's just needy and clingy, not horny at all. I try my best to make her feel better and I guess it works a little, but not that much. And eventually I realize that I just need to comfort her, not try to make her feel better or give her solutions to a problem she doesn't want to solve, because it can't be solved. She just needs to be sad for a moment and that's fine. Tuesday morning Clara wakes up and she no longer smells like heat, her eyes are not dilated. She groans and pushes all the blankets that were over us to the floor and breathes hard as if she was drowning. "Holy shit, it was hot in there!" she complains and fans her face, "How could you stand that?" "I don't know, it felt nice," I reply and let out a small laugh as she gives me a dirty look like she thinks I’m a weirdo, just like the Clara I know and love, "You’re feeling better?" "Yes. My wolf just had to cry it out,

{ Rodrick } I've only been a father for two weeks. Two weeks that have felt like two whole years. I haven't slept more than three hours a night and I haven't had sex with my mate in our bed since Phoenix arrived. My pup is a pain in the ass, I'm not going to lie. He cries all night and sleeps peacefully all day, not feeling guilty at all for ruining our sleep... yet, he's still the moon and stars in Clara's eyes and that alone makes it all worth it. Phoenix is now legally our son and the day we signed the papers we consider it as his birthday, even though according to the people at the hospital and the time he's been with us Phoenix is around a month and a week old. Fortunately, that doesn't matter much. Time is relative anyway. What does matter is how much he has ruined my sex life and what I loved most in the whole world, sleeping inside Clara with her body on top of mine. And not only that, the only day we can have for just the two of us because Phoenix will stay with Dalia ton