It’s been two whole weeks since Nena and Tank had left the pack. It’s been quiet at the house and everybody has been doing their own thing. Delilah and Marco have been in their room, minding their own business. As I sat in the room with Diamond, laying next to me, I couldn’t help, but think about my son Deacon. Diamond stretched next to me before she placed a kiss on my lips.
“How’d you sleep?” She asked me.
“Fine.” I told her as I got up from the bed.
Diamond got up as well and watched me as I grabbed some clothes and threw them on.
“Liam, what’s wrong? Ever since she left, it’s like you have gotten an attitude. Do you miss her?”
I turned to her and shook my head.
“No. However, I miss my son.”
“As a father should.”
I sighed as I sat back on the bed and looked at her.
“I need to
