“Really?” His eyes widened slightly.
“Really.” I laughed once.
He pulled me into a lingering kiss; it was deep but soft. Intense but loving.
“I love you, Willa.” He smiled against my lips.
(Willa)
My parents ended up extending their stay past the weekend. Caspien’s parents showed them around more in love with Crescent Moon.
I was waiting for Cali at a cafe I found that reminded me of an indoor jungle. I was hoping that it woul
“What?” I asked, “Seriously, you’re freaking me out. What are you doing with your face?” I studied her.
“I think it’s called smiling,”
“It doesn’t suit you,” I teased, “But seriously, what’s up?”
She pulled back her ruby hair and showed me her, holy crap, Holden’s mark.
and took them to the original packhouse where they lived. I didn’t want to pressure them into anything they weren’t completely behind, but I saw them fall
me the motivation to try to memorize new terms for the thousandth time. Cali rushed in and sat across from me with a smile that didn’t falter.
“I said I still wanted a ring, even if we’re not going to get married. I refuse to be out a diamond just because you guys choose to bite people instead.” She rolled her eyes.
I laughed, “I’m so happy for you,” Her happiness was infectious.
“Can your parents move here? It’s crazy having time to myself without paying someone else to watch Loreli “I’m trying to convince them.”
Of course, my parents also fell in love with Loreli and Cali. They were a bit confused by her at first, but they new how much she helped me when I first moved here and every day since then. Especially compared to Lola, my best friend growing up, who was a bit shyer and reserved like me or like I used to be. I hoped Lola and Cali would get to meet eventually. I felt bad I still kept in touch with Lola, but I didn’t tell her about Caspien; I didn’t want anyone from Blue Ridge to know, even though I trusted her. I knew the information would eventually get out, but I wanted to hold off as long as possible. I didn’t want to mix my old life with my new one, not yet, at least.
“Holden is talking about me taking over some duties in the future,” She shook her head, “I am way in over my head.” “You’ll be great if that’s what you want.”
“I honestly like the business classes I’m taking; I might see if there’s a role for me with that,” She laug “I’m happy to hear that,”
“What about you?” She crossed her arms, leaning back.
“What about me?”
“You’re married to a King of Werewolves.”
I laughed, “He’s a prince,”
“No s**t?” Her eyes were wide, and she leaned forward, “Seriously?”
“Yes,” I replied, did no one mention that to her yet? I guess I didn’t.
“Your majesty,” She bowed her head.
“Holden is rubbing off on you.”
“He is, isn’t he?” She smiled, “But so does that make you a princess?”
“No,” I shook my head.
“Do you want a role in the pack? What would yours be?”
“Luna,” I sighed, shutting my book, “Want to go for a walk? I have a lot to explain.”
“Or grab a drink.”
“Somewhere quiet.” I nodded.
I finally told Cali my story.
ce, “I never thought I would say that; I just took it because it was easy, but there are some interesting aspects to it.”
“So why don’t we burn down his pack? Bring the f*****g prince of werewolves in?” Her face was almost as red as her hair, I swear she was about to break the glass in her hand.
“They’re technically under his jurisdiction, we have different territories, and although he doesn’t command them, he speaks for them.”
“Politics,” She spat, “I say we end him.”
“It’s fine, Cali. No, really.” I placed my hand on her shaking one, “It was years ago, and I’ve come to terms with it, it took a long time, longer than I wanted to admit, and there are times that it still affects me.” I admitted, “But I’m good now; I’m happy here; he’s not really a thought anymore.” “Whatever -” My phone buzzed.
“One sec, hold that thought,” I picked it up, “Hi, Mom, everything okay?”
“Yeah, well, a bit, but Emmett isn’t feeling well.” My stomach dropped; this had to be bad, “What’s wrong?”
“Fever, really high. He won’t eat or drink, but besides that, he seems okay.” My mom tried to downplay it.
“Bring him to the packhouse now; I’ll call a car for you and meet you there. He needs to see the doctor.” Cali looked over me, worried.
I hung up and immediately called Caspien, who assured me the doctor was on the way, and he was heading home from the office to meet him. I told him not to leave, but he insisted and said it wasn’t up to me.
“Emmett is sick,” I explained.
“Awh, I hope he gets better.”
“No,” I shook my head, “Werewolves don’t get sick, not like that. Our injuries are physical, but we don’t get the flu or cold or -” My voice broke, “Something is wrong.”
Cali understood the full extent of it now and stood up, “Let’s go then,”
The doctor said the same thing, he didn’t know what was wrong, and besides the fever, he didn’t see anything else. No infection that he could tell, and Emmett said his stomach was okay. He just felt really hot. Caspien made him a bed on the couch and fed him ice chips while they watched some cartoons. Emmet faded in and out of sleep and only when he was deep asleep did Caspien let the extent of his worry show.
He made a few calls pacing by the wall of windows when I went to sit by Emmett. My mom and dad stayed with us at Caspiens that night.
The next morning we took Emmett to the hospital. He arranged for another doctor to run some tests and see if there was anything internal. The sight of Emmett on a huge hospital bed brought me to tears, but I didn’t let them fall; I didn’t want him to see how worried I was.
Caspien and I held his hand while they took blood. He winced but didn’t cry.
“Can we go home soon?” He asked, his voice sounding far away.
“Yes, honey,” I pushed back some of his hair damp with sweat, “We just need to finish up here, and then we can go back, okay?”
He nodded and closed his eyes; his cheeks were flushed.
The new doctor confirmed what the pack doctor said. There didn’t seem to be anything wrong with him. None of the scans or tests showed anything abnormal. It was a bit of a relief, but then I spiraled, knowing that it wasn’t something even doctors could solve. His fever broke a few days later, out of nowhere, and he was back to being his usual happy self as if nothing had happened.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.