Meant to be

I watched from the kitchen as Wyatt played with Helena in the living room. I don’t think my heart will ever get used to the feeling of seeing them together.

She was stumbling around in what I would call a “baby” run while Wyatt crawled around on his knees, chasing after her. Her giggles and laughing screams filled the room.

I glanced up at the clock, my stomach twisting painfully.

In an hour, we would be meeting with the Elders, and they had decided to bring the head of the Vampire council here with them to discuss Wyatt’s fate moving forward. It had taken almost six months for them to coordinate a time for both to be present here in Twilight Woods.

Not only will Wyatt's Beta position be up for discussion, but his murder of Vincent. And the vampire must decide whether or not he should be punished for killing a sire.

I was so fixated by the slow ticking of the clock, that I was nearly knocked down when Helena launched herself onto my legs in an attempt to escape the “Daddy