During the rest of Sam's pregnancy, a lot has changed. She had moved back to the pack that she had been with and was pronounced the Luna.
There had been some deaths in my pack because they had been conspiring with the group that we had been fighting.
Sam did most of the work, but I could tell that she was nervous. She had told me once that the "main guy" had not been in any of the packs that she had been to, and she was concerned.
I told her not to worry. I knew that we would have to worry about it, but for now it's for the best that she worried about the baby.
Like Jeremiah had talked about, we set up an alliance with the Forrest Grey Pack, and every so often, he would come by to check on us or we would check up on them.
Garrett and Sylvia became the pack Alpha's, and I couldn't help but admire Garrett. He turned out to be a good Alpha, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was because of the fact that he still was a Prince.
Speaking of Princes, Cason had finally convinced Avi to move in with him. She agreed, but after my son was born.
And that lead to the baby in my arms, blonde hair and brown eyes, and he was the most beautiful baby that I had ever seen, even though he looked like a potato. His name was Thomas Junior, or TJ, for short. And, I could tell that he was going to do something great in his life.
"Lemme see my Godson," Cel said, barging into the room, startling my mate and son. She winced when my mate growled, murderously. "Sorry," she said.
Sam grunted and took the baby from my arms, silencing him. "Next time knock, Cel," she scolded, checking on the baby before glancing up at her. "I almost made you disappear." She smirked, causing Cel to shiver.
"I do want to see him," Csl said with a pout. "Ceira is doing fine. Trent is changing her diaper."
"How is that going?" Sam asked with an amused smile. She handed our son to the Beta Female and watched them, closely.
Cel cooed, causing me to gag before scolding. "Shut up," she said, ignoring the warning growl that I sent her way. "He looks like a potato."
"I don't," Garrett said, walking in followed by his pregnant mate. "Or are you talking about the baby?"
"I'm talking about the baby," Cel replied. "Though you look like a dick."
'He is one," Sam said, pulling Garrett into a hug and messing up his hair, much to his complaint. "But, you didn't answer my question."
"Not good," Trent said. He scowled and was about to hand his daughter over to her only to see her holding our son.
Sam held her hands out to the young female. "Hand her over," she said, causing the male to look at her in relief. She cooed at the baby, causing her to smile.
"So, does he have powers?" Cel asked, bringing up a conversation that we had a long time ago.
Sam and I glanced at each other. She shrugged her shoulder. "Who knows," she replied. "If he does or doesn't, it wouldn't matter to us."
"As long as he is happy, we are happy," I added.
"And, if he does?"
"We keep him safe until he's older," Sam replied. "We train him and make sure that he doesn't fall into the wrong hands."
"No one knows outside of this room that our son could have powers. Deal?" I asked, looking at the people that I trusted with my life and my familys' life.
"Deal."
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Look Through My Eyes (Second bk of Acceptance Series) (Completed)
WerewolfI never thought I would see him again, not in a million years. My body has yearned for the boy that I had known growing up, my rock, my Protector. I missed those late night talks that both of us had when he was mine. I never thought that he would be...
