Rain
“Come on, sweetheart, or you’ll be late for playgroup.”
I sigh as I watch big tears fall from Mark’s eyes. He barely slept last night, he didn’t eat dinner, and he was quiet during his bath. I’d only been in bed ten minutes before Mark came into my room, holding his teddy bear and crying. I let him climb into my bed, and I held him close to me.
It turns out that Mark had a nightmare about Miles. It brought tears to my eyes when Mark asked why nobody loves us. As a mother, there is nothing worse than your child asking that question.
Then he asked me, ‘Mommy, will my daddy love us?’
I was so shocked when Mark referred to Blaze as his daddy. I hadn’t told Mark that’s who Blaze was, but I supposed Mark knew due to his genetics - a Lycan will always know their kin. But I didn’t have a
