One Week Later
Farren
I wake up to the sound of Axel crying. I turn over, ready to go to him, but Damon has already beat me to it and is carrying him into the bedroom.
“Momma, I think someone is hungry.”
I yawn, sitting up in bed. I have prepared bottles, but If I am around I make sure to breastfeed him. “How is my baby?” I coo and I bend down, breathing in his baby scent.
“I think I want to see you pregnant again.”
I stare at him in disbelief. “I just gave birth to him a week ago.” I kiss the top of my sweet boy’s head, rocking him as I feed him.
Damon sits down beside me, wrapping his arm around my back. “I love him so fucking much, I just want to have more,” he confesses.
“How about if we just accept the fact that it will happen if it’s meant to happen?”
“Sounds good to me, Moon.”
Once Axel is finished, Damon takes him from me and burps him. I go to the window, looking out to the woods. Where is Ken and what is he doing? Will he finally leave me alone? I am not going to lie and say that the nurse trying to drug me at the hospital didn’t rattle me to my core. It terrified me, especially because I was at my most vulnerable time; my son had just been born. What would have happened to my son if Damon had not been there and I had been drugged? What if he had been sold? I clench my eyes closed at the thought.Stop, Farren. You can’t think of these things. You will drive yourself crazy.
“Baby, I think you need to get out of the house.”
Damon breaks me out of my thoughts, and I turn around and look at him. “What do you mean?”
He stands. “Baby, you need a break, and you need to do something fun. Elizabeth and Olive have offered to go with you to a day spa. The whole building will be guarded. I would go with you, but I think it’s me you need a break from.” He laughs.
I shake my head. “I would never get tired of you.” But I think about getting a massage and being pampered, and I think I really need it. I need to get my mind off things. I need to just relax. “I will go. Thank you for thinking of me, Pha.”
He takes my hand and pulls me down onto the bed beside him. “I love you.” He presses his lips against my forehead.
Farren
We arrive outside the spa with three SUVs full of shifters. Damon was not kidding when he said we were going to be protected. “How is life in your new pack?” I ask Elizabeth.
“Oh, I love it, your pack is so different. Damon is building me a small hospital and said he will allow outside shifters to be seen there. It’s going to be off the property but close enough for protection.”
“That sounds great!” I am happy for her.
“Your brother is pretty great too.” She grins slyly.
I cover my ears with my hands. “I do not want to hear details.”
She throws her head back laughing.
Olive is excited. She has never been to a spa or anything like that before, which is sad, but I am glad she is getting to experience it now. The guys are babysitting. We invited Brantley to come, but he wanted to stay home.
“Damon is so thoughtful. He is very intimidating but he has a huge soft side, especially when it comes to you.” Elizabeth sighs, holding her hands to her chest.
“He is pretty great.”
“Yeah, and deadly,” one of the packmates says from the back seat.
That is for sure.
One second we are driving down the road, and the next something slams into us. My head hits the window, and Elizabeth pulls me into the middle of the seat. I hear growls and more breaking glass, and the vehicle comes to a stop.
I peek out the window; we are completely surrounded. Elizabeth and Olive are terrified. The guys who came with usare out of the vehicle, facing the men. Taking out my phone, I text Damon.
