BREAKFAST “Hey?” Duncan whispered to me as I sat down close to him by his right hand side, I loved the smile on his face, very genuine with a sexuality to it, I felt good knowing he still found me sexy even though I felt bloated, with the way he was looking at me I would have leaned in to kiss him if we were alone. “Hey!” I replied back as I tired to hold my excitement “You look very beautiful, looking at you right now brought back some suppressed memory!” He was teasing me. I knew it and I felt my cheek burn up in a blush. “I hope they were good memories?” He blushed as well The way he affects me should be studied “I am sorry about last night, the way I left” this was not the place to have that particular conversation he wanted. “We will address that later okay?!”“Okay!”“Everyone I apologize as I am really sorry for coming out late, I was tired last night and overslept, I can only imagine how hungry you all must be!” It was the polite thing to do, I might be Luna but I still

Miguel was the first and only successful child of his parents, after a series of still births his parents experienced, his parents -Alpha Raymon and Luna Monica were both fed up and hopeless, Loosing 5 children before they were even born would do that to you. After losing 5 children in the womb before they were even born, they both were a little skeptical about this particular child that laid in Luna Monica’s womb, they were both convinced it would be another still birth and so expected another as much but instead on that faithful delivery date, much to their surprise and delight Miguel was born and he was breathing, the doctor gently tapped on his flesh and he squealed and filled the room with his healthy cries. Even in her drained state Monica sat up and begged to see him; her baby that finally survived, they both named him Miguel which means he was a miracle-neither of them expected.Miguel grew up to be very healthy he was a perfect son in every sense of the word and any parent

**DUNCAN POV**   I did not have the specifics to the questions she was asking of but if truth be told, the way Miguel perished was somewhat suspicious by my own account, I have been keeping tabs on on my neighboring pack and before he died his brother became alpha, either he knew he was dying and tried to make the leadership of the pack solid or he was somehow he was made or bullied into relinquishing control before killing him but I can never know for sure and as an alpha of another pack it would be illegal to go investigate on issue concerning any other pack that isn’t mine and so I took my hands off it but this recent obsession and attacks against me by his step brother, the new alpha were strange and unsettling, the Frozen pack was not attacking any other pack and territory as far as I know apart from mine which just makes the whole thing odd!   “Duncan how did Miguel die?!” She asked me again with a concerned look, it was obvious she re

  Beatrice shook her head and smiled at him. She liked when he laughed, especially since it was so rare nowadays. “But yeah, you’re right. Thanks for everything, Duncan. Really, thank you so much for the land and assisting my people, I know if you had assisted, it would be almost impossible to find a way around my land issues. You have no idea how much I appreciate that.”“Of course, Beatrice. Anytime. Always, if not for anything at least for how bad I must have treated you in the past.”  He reached out and pulled her into another hug, one she was not expecting but she needed  She held onto him and felt at ease, at home. His masculine smell evaded her senses and she loved it.  “Now come on, let’s get something to eat. I’m starving!” He said as he pulled away from their embrace.  They both chuckl

  “I guess I am just feeling this way because tomorrow Is my birthday. I would be 32” but he did not seem happy, he said it with almost dread Tomorrow was his birthday!?  He never celebrated his birthday for the three years we were together, he did not even bother to.   When I asked him why he would say he wants me to give him a child so all three of us would celebrate together. Everything always seemed to revolve round am heir, when it was my birthday he would spoil me with gifts and love but I never even knew the month he was born but right now he was not just telling me the month and day but also his age.  Something was really wrong with him.  Was he having an existential crisis?! I knew people had those but it’s mostly matures, those who think they have passed their prime but tha