I heard the door being pushed open but I didn’t want to open my eyes at all and so I kept it shut. I felt really relaxed, more relaxed than I have felt in a very long time and my bed felt like heaven in this moment. The event of the previous night that involved me taking Freya to Estel’s grave had been a spur of the moment decision. I couldn’t even explain what had pushed me to do it if I were given the chance. But since my mate’s death, it felt as though I owed her a part of me. There was just something in me that let me know that I had yet to move on from her and even when everyone around me pushed for me to get a mistress or get into another relationship, I never took heed. It felt like if I did then I would be betraying her. Our love and trust and bond. And I did not want to ever do that to her. It is why since her death, I chose to not be involved with another woman. Well, except Freya. Freya as an exception was a big deal because it was unplanned for. This was not a relatio

Against all of my protests Greyson had actually begun planning a birthday party for Jessy and the little girl was loving the idea. For some reason, Greyson felt like it would be a great idea to keep me in the dark, claiming that he also wanted to surprise me. It wasn’t my birthday but apparently I was being celebrated too. But I had been able to keep up with the entire process thanks to Christie. The entire week had been so stress free and happy for me and for a moment it scared me. I wasn’t used to everything just being perfect and staying perfect for me especially over long periods of time. It didn’t feel like that was my life. But this week had been that exact thing for me, perfect. And I knew I couldn’t question it. I knew that it was bound to crash, it wasn’t a forever thing and it was bound to come to an end soon, so I wasn’t going to question it at all. “Mommy want omee.” Jessy called out to me.“Okay babe. Go sit down and wait I’ll make you some oatmeal.” I instructed. “

I pushed past the people that had gathered in the center of the living area. There were whispers everywhere and from the faces and the atmosphere I could already tell that nothing good was awaiting me, still I prayed, I prayed to the Goddess that nothing had happened to my child. But once I got to her, all the breath whooshed out of my lungs and it felt like a vibration went through my body. I ran towards her and took her frame into my hands. Jessy was laying in a pool of her own blood around her head and there was still some blood rushing out of her mouth. My daughter looked pale and lifeless. The scream that tore out of my mouth was inhumane and it took everything in me to not shift at that moment, since my wolf was threatening to take over.“She’s still breathing Freya, we have to move her to the room, I just called the healer and she’ll be here soon to look her over. You need to let go of her so I can carry her to the room where she’ll be more comfortable.” I heard Greyson speak

Greyson’s POV:I watched Freya’s sleeping frame on the bed and different emotions went through my mind at the events that had taken place in minutes prior. From the bedroom where we had just been standing in each other’s arms sharing comfort, to the point till which she had matched out of the room, shaking in anger. I would have gone after her immediately and tried to stop her from doing whatever or at least find out what was running through her mind. But Jessy had shifted on the bed and she had made a noise of pain. I had to pause to observe her for a moment and when I saw the four years old frame move with even more pain I knew that she was due for another one of the pain suppressants that the healer had prescribed. And so it wasn’t until after I had given it to her and watched as she settled into her sleep once more that I could go after Freya. ‘You’ve been sneaking around, trying to get me in trouble one way or another, sneaking to the garden at odd hours and coming in with di

I flipped open my eyes and turned around on the bed and in that moment, I was glad that I were still laying on the bed because the wave of vertigo that hit me as I turned would have been enough to knock me off my feet. Shutting my eyes tight again, I tried to will the banging in my head away but it remained no matter how much I tried. The bed beside me felt cold, which was proof that Greyson had left me for a while, he probably had not slept with me at all, or also felt like I had been sleeping for a good couple of hours now. The only good thing that came from sleeping this long was the fact that I now felt in total control of myself and my wolf. Being consumed by so much anger and losing control as much as I did earlier had been very challenging, for both my body and mind and it wasn’t something I wanted to go through again. I needed to check up on Jessy and then maybe sleep in the same bed with her. It would help me relax better if I knew that I was closer to my daughter. I mov