Forever Started With Thirty Days

Chapter 3

Cleo POV:

Talking to Valenzano, my nerves calmed down. He sounds as sad as I am. When I left, our mate bond was strong. It grew without me even knowing that I am his mate. I do miss him and when he told me he loves me, I couldn’t help but tell him I love him too, which is true. I never thought I would allow love to take a hold of me. I miss him so much it hurts. When I spoke to him, my dizziness stopped and I felt better. It’s a nice day outside.

I am going to visit my son. Today is his birthday. It’s been a while since I went to his gravesite. I hope Robert went to see him since I told him where he is buried. The drive wasn’t long at all, but it was refreshing. The family plot is behind Roberts's family estate. I am glad it's big enough that I can drive on without anyone noticing me. I really don’t want to face any of Roberts's family after two years. I finally made it and grabbed the blanket out of the trunk and sat down and talked to my baby.

“Hey, baby mommy missed you so much”, I started to cry.

“I saw your dad and told him where you are”, I cried heavily, thinking about his birthday being today.

“ I wish you had been here with me, so I could hug you and throw you a huge birthday party", I said, crying hard.

“Cleo?’’, I turned around to see Robert standing behind me. I wipe my tears away and greet him.

"Hello, Robert. What are you doing here?”, I asked, like this is not his family land.

“I came to see our son today. It is his birthday, right?”, he asked. I was surprised he remembered.

“Yes, it is. Nice seeing you again. I will leave you two alone”, I say as I try to leave, but he grabs my hand.

“Please Cleo stay, both of us should be here”, he says with pleading eyes. He sits next to me and holds my hand.

“I’m glad you came to visit him Robert”, I said, trying not to look at him.

“I never got a chance to thank you for telling me where he is buried”, he said as he held me.

“I thought it was the right thing to do to tell you”, he takes him and cups my face, so I am looking at him.

“I’m sorry Cleo”, he said as I started to cry in his arms.

After I stopped crying, we sat there in silence in our own thoughts. I thought about how I longed for this moment with him two years ago. I started to feel dizzy again. I have no idea what's wrong. Maybe it's all the crying I did today. I might be dehydrated.

“Robert I am not feeling good, I need to go”, I said, slurring my words.

“Are you okay Cleo”, he says with concern.

“Yes, I am just feeling a little dizzy right now. I might be dehydrated”, I say as I try to get up and fail at it.

“Cleo, if you can’t stand you can’t drive, how about I take you to the house and get something to eat”, he is right. The last thing I want is to get into a car accident.

“Okay fine”, I said reluctantly.

He picks me up bridal style and puts me in my car and drives me to the house. Once we get inside, I mentally slap myself for how I didn’t know that his family business was hunting supernaturals. Everything here is silver, the shields with his family coat of arms are silver, the swords. I don’t know if I want to bring up the fact that he is a hunter. I doubt if that matters now. We got to the kitchen. I forgot how big his family estate is. He passed me a glass of water and warmed up some eggplant parm, my favorite. We sat and ate in silence, but suddenly I didn’t feel good and threw up all the eggplant I had eaten. Robert runs to my side to make sure I am ok.

“Cleo are you okay”, he sounds so concerned.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I guess I ate too fast or too much”, I said, trying not to barf on him.

“I am going to take you upstairs to lay down”, he says as he picks me up bridal style.

“No, Robert, I am fine, I just need to go home”, and before I could say anything else, everything went dark.

Robert POV:

I haven’t spoken to Cleo since the night of our dinner. She says she is safe, I did some digging and it seems like she is a guest of the Pinot Moon Pack. The Alpha is very old and seems to be a good leader, but dangerous as well. I still don’t understand how and why she would be mixed up in the shifter world. Today is our son's birthday and I am grateful to her for telling me where he is buried. For two years, our son has been buried right in my parent's backyard. I walked up to his gravesite and saw a woman sitting crying. I knew who it was, and all I wanted to do is comfort her. I walk up to her and comfort her as much as I can. I apologized to her again and it only seemed to make her cry more. She starts feeling unwell and I take her to the house. We eat together and she starts throwing up. I pick her up to take her into a room to rest, then she passes out. I call the doctor and he comes by and runs some tests on her. I hope she is okay.

“Is she ok Doc?”, I asked, concerned.

“Robert, your wife is fine. She was just a little dehydrated”, the doctor said, and that eased my worries.

“Thanks, Doc, she did say she was dehydrated, I didn’t know she could throw up from dehydration”, I said, thinking I had learned something new.

“Dehydration is not the reason she was throwing up. Your wife is pregnant”, he says with a smile.

“How far is she”, I asked, trying not to panic.

“That I can’t tell you that. I don’t have an ultrasound machine to check and she is still asleep so I can't ask her when her last menstrual cycle was”, he says. I walked him out. What the f**k? She is pregnant, and I know most likely the child is his.

Cleo being pregnant is a surprise to me. We were told two years ago she couldn’t get pregnant. As I watched her sleep I have mixed feelings about her. A part of me thought if I wasn’t an ass to her, the baby she is carrying would have been mine. Now that she is pregnant, it might be difficult for me to convince her to take me back. I wonder if that Alpha is the father. Anger boils in me as I think of that animal inside of her. How could she lower herself to that level of desperation? As I continue to think, she starts to wake up.