His Estranged Mate

Chapter 31: Breakdown!!

CATRINA

"What? No. I have just met you all," I whisper-yell not wanting to scare the baby.

Sierra is already shaking her head at me and smiling whereas Fenris frowns a bit and then sighs while moving his hands through his hair and pulling at the ends.

"Catrina, I want my daughter to have all her family with her. I have named my maternal cousin, Calum as her godfather and I want you to be her godmother."

"But how can you be so sure? You don't know me as much as you know Cayden or my mother. Name my mom as her godmother, but I don't think I am capable enough," I whisper, suddenly scared of this prospect.

"I talked to Cayden and your mom they both want you to be my daughter's godmother. We also talked to Connor," replies Fenris not accepting any other alternative.

I don't react when Fenris tells me that he talked to Connor but it's as if Fenris knows what I am thinking because he replies to the same question that formed in my mind.

"I am sorry but Connor he had to leave because of some pack emergency," Fenris says, his eyes shining with pity. I don't like that. I don't want anyone to feel pity for me even if my life is pitiful at this moment.

"You don't have to be sorry," I whisper to Fenris and focus on the baby and the prospect of being her Godmother. Is this God's way of compromise? I can't be a mother but maybe I can be a godmother for this cutie.

Is it so?

"Thank you for choosing me," I whisper and watch as the baby becomes quite fascinated with my hair and starts playing with them. She holds a handful of my hair and pulls them closer to her eyes as if to inspect them and then giggles loudly.

We all chuckle at her fascination with my hair since probably I am the odd one out here. Everyone else's hair is brown or black here except for mine and my mom's.

The baby claps and then giggles showing my hair to her mother who's cooing at her daughter.

God! She's cute but all this is becoming quite overwhelming.

The baby looks at me then as if sensing that I am having an emotional overload and then places her hands on my cheeks, both of her chubby palms cupping my cheeks and then she lays her head over mine, resting her forehead against mine and then closing her eyes.

I am too consumed in my grief over the loss of my own twins that I don't register the baby's movements. A few moments pass by and I feel a current like sensation go through my entire body and the memory of my miscarriage flashing in my mind.

Suddenly, I gasp in pain as if my body is relieving the moment and I feel myself trembling, my knees buckling under me. I clasp on the baby tightly protecting her as I feel my knees give up and my body collapsing. The baby's eyes are still closed and her palms still on my cheeks but her head is now buried under my chin where I tucked her to protect her in the fall.

I am so focused on the baby that I don't realise that I am being held by my twin brother and Fenris is holding on to his daughter who has a tight grip on my cheeks. The pain hasn't subsided even a bit and I cry out when I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my head.

I gasp, shocked at the pain and this foreign feeling as if someone's trying to bring out my deep-buried emotions to the surface.

"What's happening to her?"

"She's not even holding on to the baby."

"No, our pup's holding on to Catrina."

"How's that possible Fenris? She's a baby," whisper-screams Sierra which makes the baby in my arms open her eyes and what I see makes me gasp in shock. Her eyes are sparkling and they are completely blue, not a hint of her pupil anywhere.