**** WARNING. Contains triggers.
BACK TO THE MOPS
I lie dramatically against the floor, devoid of strength to move. I know when the door opens but I don't move, only opening my eyes to find Ginny standing above me alarmed and with my baby at her shoulders.
I want to ask if he's okay, but I'm so exhausted I'd probably utter a whisper instead.
"Leila, leila! " She calls to me. "Get up, you can't stay there."
The baby starts to fuss in her arms and I find myself crying even more.
"Leila come on, " Ginny kneels attempting to hand me the baby, and I shake my head viciously attempting to escape her. "He needs you, you need to bond and eat. "
"I don't want to, I.....i just, I can't. "
"Tyler needs you. "
"Tyler?"
"Yes, that's the name the wolf gave to him. "
Grayson named him?
"Tyler. " I tasted his name on my tongue.
I didn't even remember to name him. I was already failing as a mother.
"Just take him, hold him. You need to eat and rest well, bond with him. "
I lift my head wanting to do
