Jillie
“Jillie!” My Mom greeted as she opened the door and pulled me into a bone-breaking, breathtaking hug.
“Hi, Mom,” I stated, but it was muffled against her shoulder. I turned around and waved to Jarren before he drove away.
“And where does he think he’s going?” Mom asked with her hands on her hips.
I refrained from rolling my eyes. “He has parents that missed him too.”
She stepped aside, and I walked into the house. I could smell cookies baking in the oven. I entered the kitchen to find my Dad sitting at the table with the newspaper. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms ar
JarrenI leaned against the counter, sipping a glass of blood and waiting for Jillie downstairs. We had about an hour left before meeting Hollie at the palace. I would have preferred for her to come to us, but I knew all her equipment was set up in the medical room. Honestly, I was trying to avoid my mother. I didn’t understand why she was pushing this so hard. Yes, I had agreed to take the throne a year after getting married. I’d promised I’d be ready, and I was. Now, things have changed. It was no longer just Jillie and I. We had a child on the way, and what type of parent and husband would I be if I just up and took over right after the baby was born? Not to say that my parents weren’t great, because they were. But I could remember most of my time spent with Nannies when I was younger. Especially with both of them traveling for
Jillie I was bouncing in my seat as Jarren pulled up to Mason’s pack land. I was almost bolting from the car before it stopped. I bounded up the stairs and was about to knock on the door when Jarren took my hand and led me to another house. This one was smaller. He pushed the door open, and I saw Sage sitting in a chair while Rian stood on the other side of the room, staring out the window. Well, that didn’t seem too promising. I made a mental note to talk to Sage about it later.“How is she?” I asked.“She’s as fine as could be expected. She hasn’t been in labor that long.” Sage responded. I nodded and sat beside her, taking her hand in mine. I knew she was happy for Alyx, but I also knew this was a bittersweet moment for her due to her loss a few months ago. She smiled, taking comfort in my support. I could hear muffle
Jillie Unpacking was simply torture. I had been up since eight this morning, doing nothing but unpacking. I had to find some way to fill my morning, especially with Jarren gone. Whatever he had to take care of yesterday was being done today because we went to check on Alyx yesterday. Jarren had said he’d have someone come over and help me unpack, but I wanted to do it myself. It was another one of those moments. Making my way downstairs, I walked into the kitchen before rummaging through the refrigerator. I was starving and decided to make some pasta. Closing the fridge, I filled a small pot with water and set it on the stove. As the water heated up, I took a package of pasta from the pantry before grabbing a can of cream of chicken.
JillieI pulled up at Alyx’s house about twenty minutes later. I knocked on the door before walking inside. She was sitting on the couch watching TV with Reyna lying in her bassinet. I walked over and sat beside her.“I was starting to wonder if you had forgotten about me,” Alyx stated, nudging me.“Well, the thought of ditching you did cross my mind,” I responded with a smirk. Alyx rolled her eyes. “I went to the orphanage today.” I then responded.She smiled. “Did you have fun?”“I did. The kids are great.” She nodded, turning back towards the TV. “Where is Mason?”“He’s with your husband somewhere.”“Well, that’s never a sign of anything good. They’re probably doing something they have no business doing.”“Most likely,” Alyx responded. “But enough about them. Tell me
JarrenI watched as Mason paced the floor. He was losing his mind over something I had to tell him. For some reason, he was being impatient. All he had to do was wait another few minutes until Xander and Garret showed up. I wanted to laugh, but somehow I knew that wouldn’t help – what I’m assuming was - his nervousness. A few minutes later, both Garret and Xander walked into the room.“Okay, tell me now,” Mason stated when everyone was seated.I all but laughed. “Calm down, Mason. You act like I’m about to tell you I’m breaking our alliance or something.” He gave me a look that said that was precisely what he was thinking. “Seriously,
Jarren “Mom, what are you doing here?” My mother asked, standing. “I came to check on my grandson and see what this nonsense I heard was all about.” My mother shot me a look, and I smiled at her innocently. “Mom, he doesn’t want to take the throne in the amount of time we agreed upon.” Nunny nodded. “I don’t blame him. He has other responsibilities to tend to now. Those are more important than taking the throne. Especially since you and Dominic can both rule for a few more years.” “But mother-“ “I’m done talking about it, Phoenix. If your husband is alright with it, there is nothing else to discuss. Jarren will take the throne the summer after the child’s fifth birthday.” Nunny sta
Jarren“People will start showing up any minute, and the two of you are goofing around,” Jillie stated, crossing her arms over her chest as she sent Xander and me a death glare.“Calm down, Jillie. Most of the food is already done and is in the oven to keep warm,” Xander responded.Jillie glared at him, and Xander flinched back slightly. “Just get this done.” With that, she turned and stomped back into the house.“Your wife is scary,” Xander stated, causing me to laugh.“It’s just her hormones. I usually agree and let her rant. It’s easier than trying to argue with her.”“I
Jarren After the first couple of hands, the poker game became too competitive. Carson and Xander were taking it to a level it didn’t have to be on, but you couldn’t tell them that. They were both sore losers. By the fifth hand, I decided to sit out and watch. However, I didn’t see it ending well with those two. My grandfather pulled me aside as the others were still playing. I already knew what the conversation was about.“You’re grandmother tells me that we have a slight problem with Jillie’s pregnancy.” He kept his voice low. So low that even if som