CHAPTER 8: THE MOON RIVER PACK
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AMBER
I couldn't believe what had just happened. I had gone up to my bedroom to think about what I could do next. Adam had been deadly serious, I could tell. There was no way that I was sharing my home with them. Or sharing my husband with her. I would not live like that. I picked up the phone and dialled Ruby's number. I know that she had said that there wasn't anything magical causing this, but now I had new information. She answered, and I told her what I had found. I hoped that she would be able to fix this before it was too late. If Adam gave in and slept with her, making me feel that pain, then i'm not sure that there would be any going back. I know that he's not in control of himself, but still, I don't think that I would ever feel the same way about him again.
I was surprised by Ruby's reaction to what I had told her. "For fucksake Amber, I already told you that magic has nothing to do with it. You are seriously reaching with this theory of yours. Just do everyone a favour and stop acting like a jealous little b***h, and accept that this is what Adam wants. Paige is what he wants. You can either live with that or you can't. The best that I can offer is a potion to take away your memories of him, of the Lakeside pack, of all of it. I can make you believe that you are just a regular human with regular human children. Just like Mary did," she said. "I don't want that. I don't want to forget," I responded. She sighed heavily. "Then there is nothing more that I can do for you," she said before hanging up.
My heart was heavy, and the sound of Adam and Paige laughing at some movie made me feel sick. I needed some distance from all of this to think straight. I needed to get away for a few days. I considered going to stay with my uncle, but I still didn't know him all that well. Instead, I called Chris and asked if I could stay at the Moon River pack for a few days. He agreed at once and didn't push for an explanation. Maybe this was what I needed, I could spend some time with Chloe and just let things settle a little. Right now, emotions were running too high, and I was afraid of what Star would do if I lost control. I packed a bag for the twins and myself, left a note for Adam, and put the twins into a basket. I shifted and picked up the handles of the basket and bags in my mouth and concentrated hard on the Moon River pack. I opened my eyes to find myself at the front gate. I smiled a little, I was really getting the hang of this transportation thing.
The guard on the gate waved me through cheerily. Star gave him a small nod of appreciation as we passed. I made my way towards the pack house, and Chris came out to greet me. "Hey there, Star," he said happily. I heard another yell of hello, turning I saw Paul running across the grass towards me. He reached out and ran a hand through Star's silver fur, wincing slightly as he did. I put down my cargo and shifted. "Sorry Paul, I didn't mean for that to hurt you. I'm pretty emotionally charged right now," I apologised. Star's fur could burn a werewolf the same way that pure silver would. Only Adam was naturally immune due to being my mate. However, I had learnt that I could stop it from hurting another werewolf if I chose to. It took a level of concentration, though, and right now, I just didn't have the energy. Paul gave me a grin. "Totally worth it. How many werewolves can say that they stroked the fur of a silver wolf!" he said. I chuckled. Damn it felt good to feel wanted somewhere.
Chris picked up the basket with the twins in, and Paul grabbed the bags. "Let's get your things up to your room," Chris said kindly. I knew that he could tell that something was wrong. He pushed open the door to one of the suits, and I gasped when I saw what he had done. Since my call, which wasn't that long ago, he had managed to have two cots put into the room for the twins, as well as somme baby toys. I thanked him, and he shrugged it off, placing the twins into the cots. "Don't be silly, It's nothing really," he said. But, to me, it was a lot. That small act of kindness right now felt like everything.
"Why don't you get settled in, and we will see you downstairs later for dinner," Chris said. I nodded, smiling. I didn't want to risk saying anything right now, afraid that it would open the floodgates. The door clicked shut behind them, and I let myself drop onto the bed. The tears began to flow freely. I needed to get them out of my system so I didn't try to stop them. "Sssshhhh, it's okay. Let it all out," I heard Star whisper softly. "Nothing is okay right now," I replied. "It will be. Rusty told me that he wants no part of this craziness with Paige and will not accept it. He still loves us," she said. Her words helped a little, only reassuring me that I was right about the magic. Otherwise, Rusty would likely be just as enamoured with Paige as the rest of the pack. I needed to do something about this before I lost everything that I loved for good. I washed my face and gave the twins a cuddle. At least they still loved me, wanted me. I felt Mary wrap her tiny hand around my finger, and smiled. As long as I had them, then I could get through anything.
I went down for dinner, and Chris had set up highchairs ready for the twins. I was so grateful for everything that he was doing. I sat down, and Paul made a fuss of the babies. I looked around. "Where is Chloe? Is she not joining us for dinner?" I asked. Chris smiled, a hint of sadness on his face. "Chloe is visiting her father at the Night Sky pack. Claude never allowed her to do that, so it was a big thing for her to return home to see everyone," he told me. "You didn't want to go with her?" I asked, hoping that I wasn't being too nosy. "I will go next time. We felt that it was important for her to go alone this time, to feel truly free," he explained. I smiled. It was wonderful to see things were going so well for him. "She will be sorry to have missed your visit though," he added. "I was looking forward to spending some time with her while I was here. I'm sure that there will be other chances," I replied. Dinner was served, and all though it wasn't as good as Peter's cooking, it felt great in my stomach. It was only then that I realised that i hadn't eaten at all today. I had cleared my plate in no time. Chris, Paul, and I chatted some more. It felt good to just relax and laugh. I began to yawn and decided to turn in for the night. As I stood and said my good nights, Chris reached out and touched my arm. "I am here if you want to talk," he said softly. I smiled gratefully. "Tomorrow. Right now, I just want a good night's sleep," I replied.
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