Yesterday my youngest fell and was in a lot of pain. We spent several hours at the hospital and didn't arrive back at 11 at night. He broke his clavicle and will need to wear a sling for 4 weeks.
He had a rough night, and so did I. So I won't be updating today.Yesterday my youngest fell and was in a lot of pain. We spent several hours at the hospital and didn't arrive back at 11 at night. He broke his clavicle and will need to wear a sling for 4 weeks. He had a rough night, and so did I. So I won't be updating today.
Ford’s pov“No, no, no.” Nivia suddenly spoke. I was not sure if it was directed at me or if she was talking to herself. She tends to do that out loud for some reason.“What is wrong, darling?”We had barely arrived back home and we were now heading towards the packhouse to speak with my mate’s aunt. I thought everything was going swimmingly, yet here Nivia was, feeling anxious.What had I done wrong?I was trying to be mindful of my actions, but I could not remember if I perhaps had done something to make my mate feel this way.“I found myself making myself smaller and just returning to that role I played when I was around you. Like, being here, it’s actually a lot harder not to fall back into old habits.”I agreed. It had been more difficult keeping to my promise as we stepped food into our pack. Old habits die hard, and I had to alter a lot of my inclinations. So it was only to be expected we would regress to our old behaviours.“How can I be of assistance?”She smiled at me, “it’s
Nivia’s pov“Stay safe and take care of these grandkids, or I’ll, -“ Dad threatened, but Ford simply smiled and nodded, “I will keep your daughter and your grandchildren safe, Opa.”Dad chuckled, “good man. Now, do you do hugs or just manly handshakes? Or a pat on the back?”Ford rolled his eyes and sighed, but before he could answer, Dad had already given Ford a bear hug, even lifted him off the ground a bit and spun him around before placing him down. “See you soon, son. Don’t fuck up.”‘Thank you, Daddy.’ I mind-linked my dad.‘For what, schatje?’‘Calling him son. Being there. Just, everything.’Dad looked into my eyes and smiled widely, “love you, dochter [daughter].”“Love you, Papa.”He crouched down to Ada’s and Percy’s level, but they were still busy talking with Mom.“Look, I get it. You get a fun grandma, and suddenly Opa doesn’t matter anymore.” He sighed dramatically.Mom rolled her eyes, “go to the old man, kids. I’ll come to visit soon.”“But I’m up first!” Grandma Leia
Ford’s pov“Is it weird that I’m nervous?” Nivia asked as we stepped into her bed.“Nervous about what?” I could feel her nerves through our shared bond, and it felt overwhelming. What was troubling my mate to this extent?“Everything,” she sighed, as she placed her head on my chest. “Going back to the Night Claw pack. The marking, the becoming an official Luna, getting rid of the council and, um,” she spoke the next bit in a hushed voice, “the sex.”“The sex?” I asked.She giggled, “Of course that’s the thing you focus on.”“What concerns you specifically, darling?” I asked, trying to be helpful and not dismiss her worries.“What if everyone is mad I left? Or what if they’ve forgotten about me? Or what if things changed too much or they all hate me?”I pulled my mate closer to my chest, “none of those concerns are valid, Nivia. Everyone misses you, and they all adore you.”“I didn’t even say goodbye,” Nivia said with a cute little pout.“I told the pack you left to assist your family;
Ford’s povI longed for alone time with my mate, yet I knew she had missed my children terribly. There was an immense guilt I felt, knowing it was my fault they were apart for so long.It was strange; now that I had allowed myself to feel love and other emotions, there were new feelings I had not counted on.Self-deprecation was one I had always suspected would rise to the surface. I had been taught all my life I was less than; it only made sense that I had started to believe it. Anger was an emotion I had already accepted to a point, yet now it came accompanied by sadness I did not account for.It had been easier to be angry at Fletcher and everyone who had harmed me. Yet now as I watched my son smile, I was hit by the thought of how unfair my life had been.When I thought back and pushed away the self-loathing, I realised that there had been no good reason for me to be treated the way I had been.I would not wish the same treatment on anyone, not even my worst enemies. I could not im
Nivia’s povI did not think Ford could get any hotter, but damn! Seeing a man holding a little puppy just makes my heart melt… Well, it makes Vagatha melt…Or maybe it’s because we made up, but we can’t make up… Because, well, I’m still bleeding.Almost over, though. Now that Gwyn is back, it won’t take long.I know I haven’t given the entire thing a place yet; I still need to deal with some shit, but I was pretty preoccupied dealing with Ford and my relationship.And I’m glad I did! Because I think we’re actually good. Like, really good?It’s weird. I have to get used to not feeling on edge around Ford.I trust him, like, almost entirely. But I guess the only way for Ford to prove he’s really changed is to continue showing it to me.“You mentioned you did something?” Ford asked as we stepped foot into the packhouse.“Where should Chewie sleep?” I asked.“Anywhere but here,” Ford sighed. He lied; he already loved the little puppy. I knew it.“I’ll make him a little bed in my room,” I s