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My mates know how to make things better for me.
And I know how to do the same for them.
I’ll forever be grateful that they came into my life.
I don’t think I would have had the confidence to keep going as Nightshade’s new Luna if I didn’t have them by my side, fighting in my corner. It wasn’t an easy road to acceptance, but we got there, one step at a time, until we managed, piece by piece to gradually undo all of the harm that was done under the rule of the chimera.
About seventy percent of the people who live here are behind us now that they’ve seen the improvements we’ve put forward. The rest, well, they might leave when we get finished with the road we’re working on that’ll connect us, finally, to the rest of the world.
I’m looking out over the part of the forest we’ve been working on from the back yard of our new house, hand raised over my brow to keep the bright sun out of my eyes. Scratch and Scar made quick work of taking down several trees with the power tools we borrowed from the vegetable store. It’s digging up the stumps and flattening the ground that’s going to take forever.
Still, we’re making progress, and that feels good.
“Are we sure this is a good idea?” Fox asks, getting most of the ASL right as he does it alongside talking. Generally, I know what he’s trying to say even if he does it without talking, but I do so love to watch those sexy black lips move.
“You sound like Scratch,” Snake tells him, using ASL like a pro.
Fox pulls a face. “Do not say that. I am nothing like Scratch.”
Snake flickers his eyes, which he always does when he can’t believe what Fox is saying.
It’s still kind of a novelty for me to see them wearing real clothes instead of the loincloths they used when they lived in The Abyss. Snake likes to wear dark green to match his skin. It’s a bit trippy sometimes, but it does kind of suit him. Fox has developed a fondness for polo shirts and khaki pants which kind of suits him, too. Honestly, I prefer the loincloths, but the pack are more comfortable around them when they’re dressed in the same kind of stuff everyone else wears, so that’s what they do now.
They still have the loincloths for … special occasions.
Movement catches my eye from my side, and I wave across at Alina as she moves across her yard with her gardening shears. She waves back and takes a look at the site where the new road is eventually going to be, connecting us to the nearest town, and beyond.
She gives me a smile and a thumbs up.
Fox slips around behind me and puts his hands around my growing belly.
I’m only six months gone, and already I look ready to burst.
I also feel ready to burst, pretty much ninety percent of the time.
We have no real doctors or nurses in nightshade, so I don’t know what I’m having, but pretty much everyone has decided it’s more than one baby, and by the amount of kicking that goes on inside there, I’m willing to agree that there has to be more than one kid in there.
Scratch steps onto the back porch, wearing nothing but a pair of jeans.
He stretches and comes over to kiss me, like he always does before he goes to work.
“How are you feeling?” he signs when he steps back.
“Ready to burst,” I answer, making him laugh.
Fox’s hands stop rubbing my belly when I feel a kick.
No. Wait. That wasn’t just one kick.
I gasp. If I needed any proof that I was having a multiple birth, this is it.
“What is it?” Scratch signs, looking a little worried.
I turn my head and see that Snake is darting into the house.
I put my hand up, knowing he’s rushing off to get Scar and Adam.
I put my finger over Fox’s lips when he moves around to my side.
