All Chapters of The Heir's Child: Chapter 121 - Chapter 129

Now, I keep staring at my phone.I am so conflicted about my feelings when it comes to Lyall.Yet, he has always been my best friend, and I find myself wanting to talk to him more than anything. I want to share everything with him. Just like I always have.I want to ask him what happened.I want to ask him if he remembers that night.I want to ask him why he never said anything to me sooner.Why he just let me leave.Even if he did not know that I was planning to leave, by keeping his secrets from me, that is essentially what he was doing. He might not have known that I was preparing to disappear, but not telling me anything and allowing me to believe that I was completely alone did not exactly give me many options.I know that he would never change his phone number. Especially after I left.Now, I keep thinking about calling him.Getting answers.Maybe even getting some closure.Today, Raven left for work without me. She told me that she had a feeling I should stay home.I am not sur

Lyall's POV"River, we are too far away. It is going to take us a couple of days to get there." I say."I know. We are going to get there as quickly as we can. Hopefully, she will not be too far away by the time we get there." She says.I nod as we finish packing our things.Knowing which hospital Rowan is going to be at makes finding her exponentially easier. For weeks, we have been chasing possibilities, following leads that went nowhere, and trying to piece together scraps of information that never seemed to give us enough.Now we finally have something real.A hospital.A town.A direction.We had to mind-link the other two and have them return immediately. They had been out searching for more clues while River and I figured out where we needed to go next.The moment they burst through the doors, they go straight to grabbing their things.There is no hesitation.No questions.They know Rowan is in labor.They know we finally know where she is.And they know that every minute matte

Mark was right.Later that night, the exhaustion finally caught up with me.I had been determined to stay awake. I wanted to memorize every little detail about Amaani. The way her tiny fingers curled against my chest. The little wrinkles around her nose. The soft sounds she made whenever she shifted in her sleep.I was terrified that if I closed my eyes, I would miss something.But eventually, even my wolf couldn't fight the exhaustion anymore.One moment, I was watching Amaani sleep.The next, my eyelids felt impossibly heavy.I remember Raven moving quietly around the room. I hear the soft rustling of fabric before I feel her gently lift Amaani from my chest.I want to protest.I want to tell her that I'm not tired.That I can stay awake.That I need to keep watching my daughter.But I don't even have the strength to open my eyes.The last thing I feel is the mattress shifting slightly as Raven settles Amaani somewhere safe.Then everything goes dark.For the first time since I arri

Being home with Amaani is somehow even more surreal than being in the hospital with her was.Maybe it's because the hospital still felt temporary.There were nurses coming in and out. Doctors checking on us. People constantly reminding me what was happening and what I needed to do.Here, there is none of that.It's just us.Amaani is actually home.My daughter is sleeping in her nursery, in the crib we spent so much time preparing for her. I can rock her whenever I want. I can read to her. I can sit beside her crib and simply watch her sleep.And apparently, I can do exactly that for hours without getting bored.Everything about this room makes me emotional.The little blankets.The clothes folded neatly in the dresser.The stuffed animals waiting for her to grow big enough to play with them.The rocking chair.The crib.All of it was once something I was preparing for.Now she's actually here.This entire pregnancy has been a journey.That's the only way I can describe it.A journey

The first day I was home, nobody came by.I was a little surprised by that until Raven explained that everyone wanted me to have at least one day to adjust to being home with Amaani.After that, it was like someone opened a revolving door at our house.The first person to show up, of course, was Mark.He had been the one to drive us home from the hospital, but as soon as Raven and I were settled in, he had left to give us some space.Now, he is in the kitchen with Raven, helping her cook breakfast while I nurse Amaani in my bedroom.Once again, Raven had been right about me using the bassinet.I couldn't even allow myself to truly relax in my bed unless she was right beside me. Once she was settled next to me, though, I fell asleep staring at her sweet little face.It was the best thing in the world to fall asleep to.And even better to wake up next to.From everything I've heard, she has been a rather good baby so far. Then again, most of what I know about babies comes from humans. I