Christos. I was in my private office at the pack house, trying not to listen to my wolf’s grumbles nor think about the fact that I have not had any access to my mate and pups ever since they left. That abrupt disconnection from their Mum the last time I called and Erica picked up was nothing but cruelty. Hearing Erica’s voice so briefly on the phone having just realised she’s of my blood had stoked my hunger. But the abrupt manner in which the Mum had screamed over the wire and then shut the call showed her volatile emotions have not in any way lessened. And well, I was trying not to think of it or any other thing for that matter when something alerted me that I was no longer alone as I thought. It has been almost twenty four hours since my Luna left the pack house in the strangest rush and even though I tried to stay out of the way, I could feel the tension in the air as everyone walked around me on tiptoes. Even my men had all come up with an excuse or the other to be out of my

Christos.At this rate, the old Luna might never get to meet her grandkids if at the mention of them she can only freeze with happiness and unbelievable surprise.“Snap out of it, Mum. You and Aviana don’t like going to the hospital, remember? But if you keep acting this way every time they mention your grandkids, then that’s where I will take you.” I warned softly, hoping that would get her serious and she turned her head to glare at me.“I am sure we both know this would not be happening if only you had decided to give birth the normal way and not just spring the news on me.” Just when I was feeling guilty because what she said was true, she continued and I could not believe my ears.“I never even knew you were sleeping with anyone.” She muttered almost with a wail and even my uncle gave her an askance look.Probably wondering how he never knew the old Luna is a dramatic woman. If only he knows, Hmm!“You never knew I was sleeping with anyone? Let’s not even talk about the night wit

Becca.Getting to my room, I sat on the bed and that was when an idea came to my mind. But the idea was not a surprise. What surprised me was that in all of these, it’s just now occurring to me. I would think it should be one of those things I would think of after leaving that place.Feeling slightly energised, I ran to the side of the bed drawer to pick my mobile phone. A phone I had abandoned days ago after snatching it away from Erica and switching it off.Now praying the battery would still be strong enough for the call I desperately wished to make, I pressed the switched on button and when it came on in a brightening light, I almost wailed in relief.Quickly I dialed the memorized number and after the second ring, a voice came over the phone.“Hello?” I whispered softly almost in a cry.“What the hell, Becca? I know it’s unforgivable to miss your wedding but girl, you should be more forgiving than that. I had been trying to reach you for days all to no avail. Are you avoiding me?

Eric.“You haven’t been eating well, Ric. Do you want to be sick?” I heard Erica asking somewhere behind my shoulder but I could only sigh softly.“You know you can’t ignore me, so just tell me, okay? Why are you moody? She persisted and it’s not as if I wished to ignore her. As a matter of fact I wished to express my feelings but where would I start from? “I don’t know, Erica.” I answered softly and she came closer to place her hand on my forehead.“Are you coming down with something? Feeling sick?” She inquired again with wide eyes as she peered into my eyes in those intense eyes of hers and I wondered briefly if she was trying to see into my soul.“I will not be surprised. If I’m coming down with something I mean.” I muttered in return and she sent me a worried glance.“Okay, I think it’s time to be serious. Now come with me and explain what is happening.” She ordered in an adult fashion, it was a few minutes before I remembered I was actually still talking to my sister as she dra

Becca.Staring at my friend with horror filled eyes, we both turned at the same time with our breath suspended to see my son and daughter standing close to each other with wide horror filled eyes.In that moment, I realised my marriage and trust was not the only thing Christos Fernandez would be costing me, there’s a risk of losing my kids to anger and distrust. Arghhh! Will it ever stop? This unending horror?“Hey cuties, been awhile I saw your angelic little faces. How are my favourite beings doing?” It’s obvious Cindy was in the hope that the kids had not heard that last telling statement of mine and she’s now trying to salvage the situation.But for the glance they barely spared their favourite aunt, it’s not a challenge to see she’s not succeeding. Not in this case that has always been important to my children.Seeing that the kids were almost ignoring her presence after a long time of seeing her, her face became crestfallen and I had to swallow my saliva.In my selfishness, I h