All Chapters of Gifted With Two Wolves: Fated To Two Rival Kingdoms : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

I stared at the door after Odessa hurried away, wondering what the hell had come over me. Why couldn't I keep my hands off her? It's been more than two decades, and yet, the way I feel about her hasn't changed one damn bit. All these years away from her, I was so angry, feeling betrayed about her leaving me. I thought that seeing her again, I would be aloof, at least. I hadn't counted on all the feelings I tried to keep hidden coming back to haunt me with a vengeance. She really thought I cheated on her all those years ago. The very ides disgsted mel. How could she think that? Was I not obvious enough in my love and devotion? Did she not see that she was the only woman for me? The only one I ever wanted. There was no other woman after her, even after all this time. The memory of Odessa made touching another woman impossible. Hell, I hadn't even been able to remarry, and give Dante a mother. That was how much of an impact Odessa had on me. After all, what man would be happy with som

I was almost beside myself with excitement. My mom was here!I remember being scared that I would never see her again after Asher had said he was going to banish me, but since I couldn't remember what happened after that, I was a bit surprised that she was here. Why was I here? And why did she have to come? I could only hope that with time, I would remember everything. Beside me, Asher was quiet. I ignored him. There was something suspicious I couldn't put my finger on, and I didn't want to overthink it. He smelled a bit odd, like he had been with someone else, but he denied it, so I had to take him at his word, but still the unease lingered. And what was the deal earlier when his bedroom door was locked? He didn't lock it usually, even when he was in the bathroom? Or maybe he just didn't want a repeat of what happened the last time I'd walked in on him naked?.Yes. That had to be it. I'd only ventured out of my bedroom to Asher's, so I didn't actually realize how big the temple wa

What was more painful than watching your own child call another woman her mother? What was more painful than watching Kira run to Reika and hug her tight? From just looking at them together, I could tell they had a strong bond. That was something I would never get to have. Even with Mira, the daughter who I had raised, I would never have it. Mira and I had never been close. She was ever more friendly with Raymond than she was with me, and I suspected that now, after everything, she would be even more hostile towards me. Why was everything turning out this way, despite my efforts to keep everything balanced? I could hardly take my eyes away from Reika and my daughter. Reika fussed over Kira, asking how she was, putting a hand to her forehead to check her temperature. I could tell that Kira was in heat, and it was only getting worse. At least she hadn't used Asher to stop the heat. Things were already too complicated to add that into the mix. When Dante returned, if he found out tha

"What?!" I didn't know who the exclamation came from, but it sounded like it wasn't just from one person. I felt dizzy. I was burning up from the inside out. I felt hot tears well up in my eyes and rolled down my cheek. Asher stepped towards me and tried to put his arms around me, but Mom growled at him under her breath, and he stood back, looking conflicted. He shook his head, a pleading look in his eyes, begging me to what? To run into his arms and congratulate him for being a father? To believe that Mira wasn't telling the truth? I found that hard to believe. Mira was sobbing, and seeing Asher trying to get to me looked like it was hurting her even more. "You're not pregnant!" Asher suddenly shouted at Mira. He glanced around at everyone, a desperate look in his eyes. "She's lying! This is what she does. You can't believe her! And even if she is somehow pregnant, it's definitely not mine. I'm not the father." "But I haven't been with anyone but you," Mira cried, scooting a bi

Halfway back to the Blackthorn Pack, I passed out. When I woke up again, I was lying in bed, with Mom sitting beside me. A cold towel was folded on my forehead, and there was a worried look on her face. "How are you feeling?" She asked, smoothing back damp tendrils of hair from my forehead. How could I explain that the pain I was feeling was physical as well as emotional? I felt like I was burning from the inside out, both from the heat, and from Asher's betrayal. My mouth was painfully dry and when I tried to speak, my voice came out as a croak. "What... What's happening to me?" I asked. "It wasn't like this in the temple." "Oh, Honey." Mom dunked the towel into a bowl of water on the bed and replaced it on my head again. "Time goes slower in the temple, so your heat progressed very slowly. Now that you're no longer there..." She shook her head, an expression of concern on her face. "Is it always this bad?" Mom nodded. "It might get worse." Great. I sighed, tears springing to