She shouldn't be surprised he took the chance to remove himself from being her attending, a situation that triggered him. She did offer that out.
Call me a coward if you want, but I know myself well enough to know I needed to get out of that room before I said something upsetting her. I needed to go before I had another episode. I left because it was what would be best for my mental health and her general health. You could argue that my departure and distance put a strain on her. Do you know what I have to say to that? No shit Sherlock. It doesn’t take a medical degree to know that. However, I must also consider my health and how having another episode would affect her. So, you can sit there and judge me all you want, but this isn’t your life. It’s mine, and I’ll make the judgment calls on what is best for me, even if that makes me fundamentally selfish. I did what I thought was best. I called Annamaria to attend to Delilah’s medical needs. I’d done my task of repairing the placental abruptions. Her actual attending obstetrician could do everything else. That is not my area of expertise. It is not what I specialized in at un
I don’t know which sound was louder, my pounding heart or the soft squeak of the bedroom door as it opened. I was ready to fight whoever it was. André and Darren would have announced themselves aloud or in the family link. Lando would have also announced himself. And no one else would waltz up to the Alpha villa and into the guest house. I could only assume it was someone who wanted to hurt me or, more so, the heirs. No one is hurting these babies. I don’t care if some members of Madonie still haven’t accepted André and Darren’s reign. Their closed minds caused them to go this path to have an heir instead of naming Lando as the heir. Or if it’s not someone from Madonie, it could be a rogue. Not very likely, but there is still the possibility that one got past the borders. I tried remaining as still as possible while concentrating on using Helia’s power. A vine had grown from my hand, down over the edge of the bed and across the floor, and when whoever was breaking into my room steppe
“Delilah? Hello? Don’t tell me that pregnancy brain hit you again.” Persephone sighed as she shifted Jacira in her arms. “Huh? I’m sorry, Persey.” I apologized with a frown as Jacira started to fuss. “I’m so sorry, Jacira.” I apologized sweetly to my two-week-old niece. “It’s okay, Delilah. I’m just worried about you. You called me and then went silent with a far-off look. I would say I wasn’t used to that, but you’ve met my mate. He can easily get distracted. It’s just that you don’t usually do that.” Persephone sighed. “And don’t worry, Jacira is okay. I just think… yep…” She wrinkled her nose holding Jacira up. “Jonathan. It’s your turn, and your daughter left you a ripe one.” Persephone grinned. “I’m a little busy.” I heard Jonathan in the distance. “And I’m talking to Delilah. So, stop adding nitric acid to that before….” She winced, and I heard a muffled explosion in the background. After living with them while I was abroad, I can attest that it’s not uncommon for there t
I wasn’t sure how long I’d been in bed when I heard a grunt followed by my mattress being lifted, forcing me out of bed to land on the rather unforgiving hardwood floor. I growled and opened one eye as I tried to orientate myself. I’ve been gone for so long that I’ve gotten into the habit of not remembering where I fell asleep. “Thank you, Ivan. I can handle things from here.” I recognized the voice of my Mama and groaned. This is just what I needed, not. Mama had traveled from Incubi to my villa and brought the newest family member as her muscle. At least she only brought him to force me out of the bed. That is her working smart having him do the heavy lifting. Depending on why she’s here and how much she knows, I should count myself lucky that I only landed on my floor, not a marble slab or a statue. I heard a second grunt which I took as Ivan’s farewell, as I felt his heavy footfalls leave the bedroom. Still weird that he’s mated to my baby sister, and they are expecting a baby s
I’d just gotten off my Facetime with Persephone when a call from Regina started to come through. Usually, I’d be thrilled to catch up with my best friend. Since we are both pregnant, we often catch up on how the pregnancies are going and share little tips we’ve found work for things like morning sickness and heartburn. Yet I’m unsure if I want to answer. I shook my head because that was unfair of me. I should avoid Regina because her brother is avoiding me. We haven’t talked since Alexander returned, so I haven’t even had a chance to tell her he’s my mate or what happened with the babies. I took a deep breath and slowly released it as I readied myself. I don’t know how Regina will take finding out about me and Alexander. As I hit the accept button, a thought occurred to me. What if Alexander has already told his family? What if he’s been in Incubi this whole time, avoiding me? What if Regina has been keeping his whereabouts from me? Or maybe this is her calling to tell me where he is
What exactly did I do in this life or a past life that was so terrible that I needed to have this shit happen? Yes, I slept with women that aren’t my mate. Plenty of people have, but an argument could be made that the pregnancy scare with Lia was to teach me a lesson in continuing to sleep around. Fine. Lesson learned: I will have PTSD for the rest of my life. Sure, I can medicate and go to therapy as necessary to mitigate and control my attacks, but there isn’t exactly a cure for PTSD. I do not need crazy ass bitches drugging me or whatever they were doing. I was livid as I watched the footage of Anastasia helping Domitilla and the old woman I didn’t recognize get into my home. In the years that I’ve been Beta, I’ve never had an issue with Anastasia. She was part of the housekeeping staff at the pack house, and after, Nicolao was next in charge of the staff. I’ve never had an issue with her before. Now… now we have a BIG fucking problem with her. I don’t know why she was helping Do
I am not generally quick to anger and certainly not first to violence. It’s never been my nature. That has always been Persephone’s wheelhouse. I’m the one that wants to think calmly about things and find a way to move forward without violence. However, since I awakened Helia, there have been moments when I’ve felt the need to act in violence. But even then, I want to resolve things without bloodshed. That is not the case now. Call it the mate bond. Call it pregnancy hormones. I don’t care. All I know is that I’ve been seeing red since Alexander said he’d possibly been kept drugged. And now that he’s told me his housekeeper, her DAUGHTER, and some old woman were behind all this, I could feel my blood pressure spiking, and I’m sure it was through the roof when he said they are related to Lia. Can we not be rid of that woman? First, she sets Ivan up to remain on house arrest and blames Alexander. Then she falsely claims to be pregnant with Alexander’s baby. She threatens to make me sta
While I was relieved that Delilah hadn’t hurt herself when the window broke, the fact her powers could get so out of control was worrying. Her abilities, to some, may be seen as passive, something that couldn’t cause damage. Those people are ignorant of the power of plants. Sure, flowers can be beautiful, but they can also have thorns and be poisonous. Valter learned the power of plants when he had to spend a party mummified in vines. I’m sure under normal circumstances, Delilah isn’t the type who would use her power offensively. Okay, so I shouldn’t say I’m sure, as she’s proven that there have been some drastic changes in her personality in the years we didn’t talk. But that’s beside the point. She’s still, at her core, a good person. So, I believe it’s a combination of pregnancy hormones, especially as at least one set of twins is of Alpha blood and the mate bond that has made her control unstable. I know she doesn’t want to be in the dark about stuff, but if this is how she re