“Don’t do that!” I hiss at Liam as he winces, pulling the door open to his hospital room. A week of him being stuck in his room is driving him crazy. Thankfully, they gave me the green light to take Liam back to the pack and care for him there. He sighs heavily as I gently ease him out of the way so I can reach the door. His hands snake around my waist with a satisfied groan. Liam’s hands land protectively over my belly as if he is trying to hold our baby. He has had his hands on me nonstop since he woke up six days ago. He insisted I sleep in the bed with him every night. When my hands weren’t occupied doing other things, they were in his. Even when the medication he was on made him pass out. “We need to go” I release a breath of air and lean into his shoulder, trying my best to keep my weight off his chest. Liam leans down and brushes his lips against my ear. “Okay. Take me home,” he whispers. I try to wipe the goofy grin on my face when I yank the door open, but I look over my s

“Tell me everything,” Axel says, taking a seat and gripping a pen in his hand. Clearly, Adriana didn't have to wake him up. I regal him with the entire story and watch Adriana as she hears the full version for the first time. I tell them both how I believe that, though my mother started her own suicide, Marc was the one to finish it. No details are spared as I explain Marc’s reasons for hating me and wanting me dead, though I know this won’t help us solve anything but if I’m telling the story, I may as well tell the whale thing to the only two people willing enough to ask for it. “And you tried to get a hold of her?” he asks me, raising a brow. “Yes, multiple times,” I say, nodding. Axel looks like he is in deep thought before he leans back and steeples his hands. “But you got no response? Not even a sound?” Axel is asking. “Uh, there was a strange static noise,” I recall thinking deep on the matter. Axel frowns and shakes his head. “Static? Like an old tv?” Adriana asks.

I walk with Adriana down to the training field. I may not be allowed to do anything strenuous, but I can go for walks and watch my mate be a kick-ass fighter, pregnant belly and all. It’s strange being human. I knew a lot would change, but what I didn’t expect was an eerie sense of peace without my wolf. Where I felt hollow for weeks, I’m now finding peace in the solace. There is no animalistic urge that is overcome with anger and irrational mood swings. I’m just more… human. There is no other way to explain it than that. It’s funny, when I lived in the city there were so many humans looking lost like they were missing something. Maybe it’s the mate bond or maybe it’s just the woman I get to have at my side, but I want for nothing. Okay, occasionally I miss what I had. I will always miss my wolf. He was a part of me, but the longer I am without him, the more I realize he was someone I tried to hide behind. It was so easy to shut myself off emotionally and let him take the reins. Adr

~Liam POV~“Everything okay?” Axel asks as I walk into his office.“Yeah,” I say, not giving him much and he lifts a brow, waiting for more of a story. “She had a realization that made her emotions go a little haywire. She was running to find me when I found her.”“Pregnancy hormones?” He asks, and I shake my head. “I’m not so sure. She admitted she didn’t want me to accept a wolf from you. She wants me to be able to find myself without one before accepting.” I explain and he makes a surprised face. “I wasn’t aware you were reconsidering…”“I’m not sure I actually was.” I sigh and plop down in the seat across from him. “All I want is to do right by her. Everything I have done since meeting her has been trying to be better for her. Trying to deserve her and everything she brings to my life.”“You deserve her, Liam.” Axel tries to assure me, but all I can do is chuckle.“I really don’t. She deserves perfection. Adriana is the freaking sunshine and happiness. I was raised being told I a

“Matty!” Giselle groans in annoyance. Her dark hair pulled back in a sleek low bun, her lavender ball gown making her eyes nearly an amber color as she scowls at her brother. “What?” he says, looking up from the television for a mere second before looking back at it. “You aren’t even dressed yet. Seriously, we have to leave in ten minutes if we are going to be on time,” she says, rushing out of the room, no doubt to grab her older triplets tuxedo and shoes. Giselle is the keeper of order in our house. For the past eighteen years, I was the one to raise the children. Adriana, being one of the lead warriors, was usually home when she wasn’t training, but when she went away on mission, I tended to these sweet kids every need. Well… I suppose these three aren’t kids anymore. I hop up off of my kitchen stool and move over to where Matty is playing his video games and unplug the device. He groans loudly but stands from his spot and gives me a mischievous grin that mirrors my own. Bot