At our place
I headed up and linked a few other people in the elevator to help enact different parts of this plan.
Willa was waiting by the front door, scanning me as soon as I got out.
“I promise I’m okay. The doctors confirmed it.” I took her hands in mine. They confirmed it about five times actually, “This isn’t something that will come back, Emmett fixed me. For good.”
Her eyes were slightly puffy and red-rimmed. Purplish bags lined her beautiful eyes. I ran my finger across them as if I could lessen them, and she leaned into my touch.
“I’m sorry, Willa.”
Her eyes met mine, and she shook her head, “It wasn’t your fault; I’m sorry you had to go through Goddess knows what. I can’t even imagine the pain.”
I fought a wince at the memory of it; it was unlike anything I had felt before, “I’m here now, and I’m not going anywhere,” My voice was hard, a promise.
We’re not going anywhere, Atlas agreed
Thank The Goddess he was back.
I didn’t try to reach him yet. I was afraid of what I might have found out. Griffen said the poison suppressed the wolf, and I didn’t sense him when I woke up. I wasn’t supposed to live to see the end of the challenge, I thought that might have meant sacrificing him as well.
Good to have you back
Good to be back. That hurt like a b.itch let me tell you. Good thing our pup saved us.
He is something, isn’t he?
I’ve been telling you that all along
I shook my head at my wolf.
“Atlas is here?” Willa’s eyes were bright and wide.
“Yes,” I smiled at her, “Everything is okay.” I brushed my lips across her forehead, and she relaxed into me.
“I’ve been thinking,” She murmured into my chest.
“Yes?” I stroked her soft hair, memorizing the feeling.
“I want to become Luna if you’ll have me.”
I pulled her back at arm’s length, studying her; she chewed her full lip but jutted her chin out.
“Is that what you want, or is that what you think I want?” I asked.
“I want it. I want to do more for this pack, my pack. I want to be the Luna that you and Cresent Moon deserve. I want to be a Luna that leads next to you and helps you. I want to be your Luna.” My breath caught at her words.
It was something that I wasn’t pressing for, stopped expecting her to take the official title, actually. She was already doing public duties, and I wouldn’t force anything official on her.
“Are you sure?” I asked again, “If you want to live your life, get a million degrees, anything, you can do that first.”
She raised an eyebrow, “Who says I still can’t do those things?”
I smiled at her and pulled her close, “You’re absolutely right, my Luna.” I murmured into her soft hair, wrapping my arms around her.
I felt something right itself. Some destiny, maybe just my primal instincts wanting to claim her in every way possible, who knows.
But Willa, my perfect, selfless, strong mate, wanted to be my Luna, and the world, my world, shifted at her words.
(Nolan)
The pack shifted since she left. I could feel it. The omegas paused their conversations in the hallways when I walked by, but around us, chatter followed.
“They know,” My dad barked, slamming his hands on my desk.
“Get out,” I commanded him.
“You are losing their respect,” His face was red as he turned on his heel, not able to ignore my command, “Fix it.”
I hung my head in my hands and grabbed at my hair.
F.uck.
I felt helpless, angry, but I didn’t know at who.
There was talk around the pack now, I knew it, but no one would come directly out and say it to me. At least they still had that respect.
I didn’t know exactly what they heard or the extent of it. Was it about us denying the challenge? Or did they know that Willa was pregnant when I rejected her? I don’t think she said that besides in front of my parents, she mentioned that.
But again, I didn’t know this Willa. I didn’t know what conniving thing she was capable of. I didn’t understand why she even came back here, to ruin my reputation? She didn’t give me the time of day.
She doesn’t want us back to illiterate f.uck
D.amnit, she did look hot. She always was gorgeous in a way that I didn’t appreciate. Camilla was an obvious beauty, she knew me longer, but I think I messed up.
You did
I shoved Toby away. I needed to figure out what the pack knew, and then we could address it and put it past us.
“Babe,” Camilla came in, sitting across from me. She pulled down her dress and fidgeted.
“What?” I stared at her. I had my own problems, “You should have knocked.” I needed to start locking that door. No one had any respect for privacy around here. “Everyone is talking,” She hissed, grabbing the edges of her seat.
“What exactly are they saying?” I leaned forward.
“That you threw out a perfectly good Luna and magical heir,” She pinned her eyes on me, “For no reason.” She seethed.
I swallowed, so they did know.
“They know how good of a Luna I am,” She rolled her eyes, “Why would they want her anyways? Just because she showed up on the arm of some crazy prince, they think she would be better?”
“No one is saying that,” I tried to stop her rant, “And this will blow over,” I hoped.
“Do you think?” Her eyes were tear-stained, and she bit her lip.
“They’re bored. Their attention will turn elsewhere.” It would eventually; it’s not like they were going to abandon their home because they heard a rumor. There was no proof that I had another son. Despite that paper, there was nothing. I hoped Willa wouldn’t be as s.tupid to try to bring him here; he wouldn’t be welcomed. He isn’t mine, even if I regretted not having that hold over her. “But they said they were coming back,” Camilla tugged at her hair.
“They implied.” I corrected, a very heavy implication, and my dad made it seem he wanted to get to know his other grandson. I will have to talk to him about that soon.
“What if he loses the challenge?” Camilla asked.
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.