When I finally come out of my daze I kick into gear and start setting up rooms on the ground and first floor of the packhouse to accommodate those whose houses were just lost in the explosion. Asher had to go and help at the village but it was my responsibility to make sure that our pack members were taken care of.
Connor was very clingy after that and I needed to do everything while holding him and the omega's were cleaning up from the party. It wasn't really a celebration anymore. And I had to admit, I was pissed that my son's first birthday was ruined like this. Just like the day he was born and was kidnapped. Are any of his birthday's going to be alright? Or is he going to be forever damned to have s**t happen on his birthday.
I had to put that thought out of my head and I continue
