Forty eight

Book:The wolf in me Published:2025-2-8

I should’ve never let this happen! I should’ve not let her run off! I should ve kept her at the cabin! Now she’s dying! I feel tears slide down my cheeks but quickly wipe them away. I’m not going to look weak in front of my pack.
I feel Ronald gaze on me as I sit there, totally broken. Hours go by and I don’t move, I just sit there with my head in my hands. Is she okay?
What’s taking so long? Suddenly, the door opens and Dickson comes into the kitchen.
Racheal is in His arms, staring at the ceiling fan which makes me smile a bit.
I stand up and Dickson walks over to me. Where’s William? Dickson looks at me with a worried expression. I sigh and step back.
‘Mira’s hurt. She was nearly beaten to death…. Dickson , I don’t trust them with her. Please help her. I say through the mind link.
He hands me Racheal and rushes upstairs. Big blue eyes focus on me as I smile at my baby girl.
She throws her hands up and let’s out a weak squeal. I laugh at her action and walk into the lounge room. I feel eyes on me and I look up to see Ronald with a perplexed look on his face. I roll my eyes and walk towards him. His eyes grow wide as he focuses on Racheal . A wide grin crosses his face as he looks up to me.
“This is Racheal?” He asks.
“this is Mira and my daughter, Racheal May.” I say proudly.
Ronald looks at me, very confused. He’s so stupid.
“She’s yours? I thou-” I cut him off with an annoyed groan.
“She’s not mine mine! But she is my daughter, stupid!” I say.
“Ooh.” Ronald says, finally understanding.
He stares at her and smiles.
“Can I hold her? Please!” He asks.
I don’t want to let him hold my little girl but I know he isn’t going to hurt her. I place her gently in his arms and step back. He lets her hold his finger and he starts babbling something to her I couldn’t understand.
Okay, some people sound cute when they talk baby but some sound very creepy. Ronald sounds creepy.
Poor Racheal is going to have nightmares.
“Alpha? You can see her now.” A doctor said from behind me.
Without another thought, I run up to my room and quickly open the door. Her sleeping figure made my heart melt. Dickson stands beside of her with a relief flooded face. I instantly relax and rush over to her. I grab her hand and bring it up to my cheek. Feeling her soft skin makes my wolf calm down.
Her eyes flutter open and she gives me a weak smile. I return it and brush the hair out of her face.
“It worked. I’m the Luna now.”she croaks.
I chuckle and lean closer to her.
“Yeah, sweetie. Your the Luna. My Luna.” I whisper.
Mira’s POV
“Jerk face? Where did you put Racheal’s blanket? She needs it to fall asleep!” I yell with annoyance leaking out of my voice.
Racheal whimpers and her bottom lips curls. She’s only three months old and I swear she knows how to get what she wants through tugging my heart strings. After a moment, Racheal let’s out a loud, screeching, cry. Well crap.
“Ronald!!” I yell angrily.
I never call him by his real name so he knows I’m serious. I hear clumsy footsteps running toward me and Ronald emerges from upstairs. I shoot him an angry glare and he gives me a confused look. After a moment with no words, realization flashes through his eyes and he bolts to Racheal’s nursery. Racheal keeps screaming and my head begins to throb. My head can’t take much more of this!
As I’m about to March up there myself, jerk face shoots down the steps and jogs toward me with Racheal’s blue, mermaid blanket. I let out a half relieved, half annoyed sigh and wrap her up. Her cries instantly stop and her thumb finds her mouth. Jerk face sighs and runs his fingers through his hair. I slowly sit down on the couch and get comfortable. As Racheal’s eyes begin to close, another wail goes through the pack house. No! No!
No! Why me?!
Jerk faces’s eyes grow wide and he glances to Racheal who is fixing to scream.
“No! No! No! Shh! It’s okay Racheal . Go back to sleep. Please! Go back to sleep for uncle Ronald . I’m begging you plea-” jerk face’s pleas are cut off by Racheal’s bloodcurdling screams.
I softly bounce her around and coo to her. Of course this only makes her scream louder. I silently curse Sarah for bringing her daughter down here, knowing I’m trying to get Racheal asleep. She’s been so inferior to me since I got back. She just tries to make my life crap then she rubs her perfect life in my face. What did I do to her? Other than get raped by her mate and got pregnant! It’s not my fault that William couldn’t keep it in his pants!
Sarah enters the room with a smirk plastered on her face. She gasps an tightens her grip on her daughter, Anita and steps closer to me.
“Oh no! Did Anita wake her up?! I’m so sorry Mira. I had no clue that you were down here.” She is the worst actress in the world.
My wolf growls from her disrespectful tone and wants to put her in her place. I’ve been holding her back for months and I won’t be able to much longer. Jerk face touches my shoulder and my head snaps around to him. He leans close to my ear.
“Should I get Leo?” His voice full of concern.
My eyes train on sarah and I growl. Her face contorts with anger and mine does too. Calm down! Calm down! She has a kid in her hands!
“Yeah. And William .” I say with a level tone.
Jerk face’s eyes glaze over and I know he’s mind linking them. Jerk face nods and his attention goes to Racheal . I know I might lose it so I hand her to him. He awkwardly takes her from me before nestling her in his strong arms. My eyes change color and my canines emerge as Sarah defiantly steps toward me with a menacing growl. One time we were best friends! I saved her life from her abusive dad and found her a home here! If it wasn’t for me, she would probably be dead! Just then the front doors burst open and my mate rushes to me. I see William close behind and he runs to Sarah.
I glare a Sarah and then look at William.
“Take Anita . Now!” I yell.
Once Anita is in William’s arms, Sarah shifts into her wolf. My wolf howls with anger and all the control was destroyed as I instantly shift into my white wolf. She snarls at me and I flash my teeth at her. The hair on my back stand up and my claws dig into the wooden floor. Sarah pounces but she’s too slow because I rip her out of the air and throw her across the room.