Page 119 of The Alpha's Seer
My stomach churns, and I stroke it, wondering if I even know what I’m dealing with carrying a werewolf’s baby. I can’t even go for scans or checkups like any other human can because the sonographer might see something resembling a wolf in there.
“She can’t stand him, Calix. She asked me not to send her.”
Calix studies me. “She did?”
I nod.
“You did the right thing. If we’d said no, he would have taken her, anyway. Against her will, and then the packs would have fought. We had to keep the peace, Blair.”
I sigh. “It doesn’t make what we did any easier, and you still should have warned me.”
Calix stands and walks around to where I’m sipping my tea, willing it to turn to coffee.
“I didn’t know. I just had a feeling that he was going to ask for her to join his pack because of how they are together.” His hands stroke my arms, his eyes searching mine. “You know, you did the right thing. For your pack. That’s a true Luna.”
I look up at him, and a spark of hope fizzes in my chest.
Maybe that’s why I did it. That and for Alpha Asher. Maybe for Azra too—because if she gives in to the mating bond, won’t she be happy too?
“What time is your aunt arriving?” Calix asks, changing the subject.
My aunt is visiting the pack for the first time today, and I also want to tell her about the baby. Maybe she can help. After all, my mother was a wolf, and she had two human babies.
Fuck, and a wolf baby.
Faolan.
“After two p.m.,” I reply, gripping my cup. “Calix…”
He knows what I’m about to say, and his shoulders slump like he’s defeated. Never is this man defeated. Only for me.
My heart softens.
“You want to know about your mother.” Calix takes the mug from my hands and walks over to the sofa, pulling me onto his lap and burying his head into my neck. He inhales me like hedoes when he’s stressed, like he needs me, all of me. “I don’t want to upset you.”
Calix isn’t one to dance around when it comes to the truth, and I want him to hit me with it. So I take a deep breath and fix him with my gaze.
“What is it? Just say it. Like ripping off a band-aid.”
Calix drops his gaze, and I know then that it’s bad.
So he tells me how he and Alpha Asher tortured Faolan. How they forced him to tell them everything, and how he eventually gave in.
“He said your mother set fire to the packhouse.”
I swallow and nod, eager for him to go on. I’m not surprised she set fire to the place where they’d held her captive! I would’ve done the same if I could.
“With people in it.” Calix lifts his gaze to mine, and I freeze, my entire body stiffening.
“What?”
My mother would never… my kind, strong mother who helped nurse bees back to health with sugar and water on a spoon, kissing our boo-boos better when we were small.
“With Faolan and his father in there.”
It’s like a bucket of ice water has dropped over me. A strange noise leaves my mouth, and I blink too much, sure I’m going to pass out.
“His father, I can understand,” I whisper. “He raped her… took her from her family…”
