Chapter Twenty Six

Eight weeks later:

Izzy’s POV

I start my trek up the stairs, which is no easy task. Especially when your center of gravity was that of a humpback whale. I haven’t been able to see my feet for weeks now. Everything hurts, my hips feel like they have spread a mile.

I can physically feel my feet swelling, my boobs are sore, and why in the hell can I not walk through the house without losing my breath. I rub my side where one of my not so little beans is kicking the shit out of me.

A week after the wedding we moved into the pack house. Sunny moved in with us. Which I am very grateful for. We still had little Rosie with us. Zaden had come to visit a few times, but he said that he still wasn’t comfortable taking her. It is clear that his grieving isn’t getting any better.

Rosie was comfortable here, she had become part of the family. Just as Blair had done. I will be sad when she has to leave, in all honesty I don’t want her to have to leave. Zaden had been having a rough time.

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