Chapter5

Adam’s POV

I was both physically and emotionally exhausted. My mate was gone and the world felt empty. But I turned around anyway and comforted Sofia. She was distraught and bawling. Once I crouched down to embrace her she jumped into my arms with a death grip. I wished I had been able to take my enemies down faster but I had been limited.

TWO HOURS EARLIER

After taking Nova to the training grounds I had been planning to go home and cook dinner. When I arrived I saw Sofia sitting on a grey boulder in the yard watching something on the ground giggling away like children sometimes do. Sofia jumped off and ran to me pulling me in the direction of her rocky perch.

“Daddy come!” She yelled authoritatively.

How could I say no? She looked adorable with her stubborn little face. I could never say no to any of my children or my lovely wife Nathalia.

Every morning I made her coffee despite not drinking it myself just to see the breathtaking smile on her face. I found it hard to believe there was a time I hated werewolves and wanted them and their ilk exterminated. That was long age now though so I tried not to think back to that time as it made me uncomfortable to remember.

I dutifully followed my youngest daughter to her rock. She pointed down below to show me what she had been watching. It was none other that a lady bug but I couldn’t help the temptation to tease her a bit.

“I see you found a black dotted chicken! I wonder if we should eat it for dinner. What do you think?”

Sofia looked at me and said slightly annoyed,” Daddy! Dat is a wady bug not a ticken.”

“Are you sure? Because I am something of a chicken expert.” I told her trying to keep my face straight. For daring to even suggest she was wrong I earned myself a scathing glare.

Laughing I told her, “ If you say it’s a Lady Bug your probably right. Sorry for teasing you my little love. I’m going to make dinner now and check on your mom and baby brother. Any requests for dinner?”

Sofia thought a moment before confidentiality telling me she wanted spaghetti with red sauce. Although the word spaghetti came out sounding more like “pussgetty”.

I went into the house walking straight through the living room to the kitchen to pull out a pot and no name spaghetti noodles. I put about half a pot of water on a hot burner before going to check on Nathalia and Richard.

I found them in our bedroom cuddling. The second I opened the door Nathalia put a finger to her lips signalling to me to be quiet. When I saw that Richard was asleep I knew why so I gently closed the door and went to finish preparing dinner.