Chapter 72: We Need to Talk
Chapter 72
Gideon
“Ulv, did we do something? Why does she want to talk?” I think back to before I left, I know we had a disagreement, but we resolved it,
“No idea. Run! Mate is scary!” I can feel Ulv panic at the words. ‘we need to talk‘ never ends well for the man who hears those words. I think fast
“Am, baby, lest go to sleep. I just want to hold you while I sleep. That’s great. I’ll be the loving mate. Will she drop it? 1
“Gideon, we really need to talk. It’s important.” Amelie’s words cut me. I’m doomed.
I have no choice but to give in to my fate and hope I survive what comes next. “What do you want to talk about?”
“It’s about the girls. Amelie looks down at her hands in her lap. I’m panicking.
“What’s wrong? Did something happen?” I’m about to jump out of bed and go to their room and check on them when Amelie grabs my arm, pulling me back.
“Gideon, I think the girls are special. Do you know what I’m talking about?” I sit back down on the bed.
“Well, of course, they are special. They are my spawn!” I give her a cheeky grin and a wink.
Amelie slaps my arm, and it stings my bare skin. “That’s not what I’m talking about, and you know it.”
“Am. I honestly have no idea what you are referring to at all.” I cross my arms over my chest.
Gideon, I know you are not that dense or blind. You must be in complete denial. Please tell me you have realized the twins are blessed.” She raises her brow and tilts her head.
‘You sound–like a crazy person.” I give her back the same look, which gets me another slap on the arm. It’s the same spot; it’s turning red.
‘OK, I’ll spell it out for you.” She huffs at me. “While you were gone, the girls slept with me. They had a nightmare, well I thought it was a nightmare. They told me about the rogue attack. I had to ask a few questions, but they knew about the attack, the tattoo, and that the Blue Crescent Pack was involved.”
“OK, I think your Luna power has fired your brain. I mean, they are kids. They have scary dreams and say odd things that’s what kids do. Let’s just go to bed. I lay down and pull the covers over me.
Amelie stands up in bed and pulls the blanket off me. “Gideon, they called the people with the moon cycle tattoos the ‘blue people‘ because they had blue ink on their arm. You told me before how they would bring up/new mommy‘ all the time, and you cannot deny that all the things they told you sounded like me. Ask Ulv. I know he feels it. You might be in denial, but your wolf knows.” She steps off the bed and goes into the bathroom.
Ulv, what is she talking about?” It’s not true. It can’t be.
“They are blessed with sight. There is no other way to put it.” Uly is so casual about it, like it was no big deal.
“What! Since…when… never mind.” I slump down from the bed to the floor with my knees crooked and my forearms resting on my knees.
Damp it. Amelie is right. I did know. I’ve known since they turned one before they could talk. I’ve always thought they could mind link en other too. Maybe that part is just a twin bond. They would point or sign things or act oddly. I told myself it was because they were brilliant and daughters of an Alpha, so that’s why. I just wanted them to live a normal happy life.
As daughters, they didn’t have to deal with the dirty underbelly of werewolves like my heir would. They could be my sweet little princess, my light not tainted by the darkness in this world. Being blessed with sight is more like a curse. Visions of unspeakable things are forced in front of their eyes. Would all that darkness one day dime their light? Would it wilt my little flowers? I cannot stop the tears that slowly fall down my face.
Amelie comes out of the bathroom. I look up at her, and she rushes to me, dropping to her knees next to me on the floor. She wraps her arms around my shoulders. “It’s going to be OK.”
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“I can’t stop the horrible things they will see. I can’t take it away. How do you explain to a three–year–old that some people hurt others for stund, relive reasons? How do you tell them the world we live in is so messed up but to be happy?‘ I cover my eyes with my hand in an attempt to stop my tears
“We will have to take it one day at a time and show them all the good that’s in the world too. The world is not all bad. There is joy and happiness as well. We can show them together. Their visions are not all bad. They saw me.” Amelie is now crying too.
“They also saw your rejection ritual. They saw you almost die. Their biological mother dies, then they have to watch their stepmother almost die before they meet you. How is this a blessing?” I can’t stop the tears. I’m sure I look pitiful right now.
But they also saw use together happy. Otherwise, how would they know I was going to be their mom. Not everything the goddess shows them is bad. We
1 have to trust they can handle it.” Amelie wipes away my tears with her thumb. I feel like a child myself right now being comforted.
‘I don’t want anyone else to know. You know what will happen if it gets out. They are blessed with sight. They could be in danger. I don’t know if I can protect them.” I break down sobbing. The thought of losing them or harm coming to them and not being there to protect them breaks me down to my soul.
“Hey. Look at me!” Amelie grabs my face between her hands and forces me to look into her stormy grey eyes. “You have me now. The goddess doesn’t make mistakes with Ashwood mates. I am their mother now. You DO NOT have to do this alone anymore. Lean on me; I’m stronger than you think. She kisses my forehead and pulls me into her for a hug. I have never felt more reassured or at peace in my life.
“Seriously, what are we going to do?” I let out a deep breath.
‘I agree we can’t let anyone else know. I think we need to sit the girls down and tell them that when they ‘see‘ something like the blue people or anything, they need to tell one of us right away and no one else. From there, just one day at a time.” Amelie pulls me in tighter.
My mind is a mess. I take a deep breath of Amelie’s honeysuckle sent to help ease my mind. I pull away and stand up. I offer a hand to Amelie, and she
takes it. I pull her to her feet. “I can’t sit here. I need to check on our little flowers.”
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“They are sleep.” Amelie slaps my arm again.
“Owe! Stop that–your slaps sting. I’m not going to wake them. Just stick my head in to check on them.” I step toward the door.
We go across the hall, and I slowly open their door, making sure not to make a sound. I step into the room, and I see them cuddled together in Daisy’s bed. I wonder if the day will ever come that they sleep in their own bed or want separate bedrooms. Somehow, I doubt they will have separate bedrooms. I put my arm around Amelie, and she leans her head on my chest.
Amelie bond–links me, “They look so peaceful right now.”
“They do. Blessed with sight or not, how do we know that the decisions we make are right?” I link back.
“We don’t. We just have to do the best we can and hope it turns out OK. Just like every other parent.” She leans up and kisses my cheek.
“We are about to have four. Two sets of twins…what are the odds.” I look down, and Amelie is scowling. “What?”
“You’re not the one who has to carry them in your body. Look at this bump. I’m huge already. I’m three months along now, halfway, and I look like I’m going to give birth tomorrow.” She presser lips into a thin line, still scowling at me.
‘I think you look sexy?” I pull her close, kissing her head and squeezing her butt. I get a raised brow in response.
“I look like I’m trying to shoplift a basketball.” She’s so cute when she pouts.
‘You’re carrying twin Alphas with double Alpha bloodline. They are not going to be small. I start to lead her out of the twin’s bec
nd back to ours
‘I get they weren’t going to be small, but at this rate, they will be born with a full beard and ready to take over the pack. I have to pee again. Still cute
when she pouts.
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We get back into our room, and Amelie goes to the bathroom again. I sit on the edge of the bed, lost in my thoughts for a moment.
“She’s not going to leave us. We won’t lose our mate this time.” Ulv breaks in.
“Mandy didn’t survive childbirth of twins. Now we are in the same situation. I don’t think we can raise four on our own. I fall back on the bed, running my.. hand down my face.
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“Our mate is strong. She’s a pure werewolf, and she’s also the strongest Luna I’ve ever felt she will survive. Ulv’s confidence is reassuring, but I can’t help
the small grain of fear that’s crept in.
Amelie comes out of the bathroom and crawls into bed. I get in as well and get under the blanket. I pull Amelie to me, and she rolls over, so her back is agist my chest. She grabs my hand and places it on her baby bump, and I can feel the boys moving.
‘Birch, Aspen, your daddy’s home. Can you feel him?” I feel a little foot push into my hand. I smile. My boys can feel that I’m here.
“Birch and Aspen? Is that what you are calling them?” I kiss her shoulder.
“I think their marks are literal like the girls. I think it’s their names… it feels right, doesn’t it?” She looks at me over her shoulder.
I rub her belly, thinking. Rose, Daisy, Birch, and Aspen, it does feel right. “I guess it does. OK, boys, settle down for the night and let your mom sleep. Good night, Birch and Aspen.” Amelie giggles. “Good night, my storm.”
As we lay there, letting the dark of the night lulled us to sleep, I know tomorrow will be heavy with work. Our plan will go into action. I will take down the New Moon Alliance and find Tate and Karen, or I would die trying.
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