This is part TWO of the same book under the same title.
Tora never asked to be a Lunos and he certainly didn't ask for three mates.
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As the weakest member of his house, Tora has always been a lone wolf. He's never been the smartest, the bravest...
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~Tora~
"If you call me one more time, I'm going to block your number,"
"If you block my number I'm going to ruin your vacation,"
"Touche,"
"But I'll stop if you tell me you're okay,"
"Yeah, I'm fine. More than fine actually,"
"See? Was that so hard?"
"Yes, because you make it hard,"
"You can't give me at least a little hint of sympathy. I can't help but be worried after-"
"Are you done yet?"
I sit on the front porch, quietly correcting my obsessive husband who's argument falls flat while I sip my coffee and clear my throat. The gray morning fog surrounded the small pond where the ducks were proudly parading their ducklings behind them and I gently touched my stomach before forcing my hand back.
Sometimes I like to forget about her existence, often pushing myself too far and wondering why my body isn't as strong as it once was. Then comes the reminder that it's not just my body and something about that feels off to me.
I don't know how Micah makes it look so effortless.
"If I seriously felt my life was in danger Cas, I wouldn't be out here. So for the love of God, please just give me some space to fix things with your brother," I tell him and there's a silence on the other side.
A deep routed silence between us where an elephant stands and as hard as I try nothing can be done about it until after this child is born. But we're not the type of couple to leave unspoken words between us.
"You know this isn't your fault right? None of it was. You were right, Galen and I needed to have the next alpha first," I bring his insecurities to set the table but he refuses to sit, I can already imagine his fast pacing across whatever room he's in.
"I-I just wish it could have been us," Casper's voice faints to a hushed whisper in comparison to his booming outburst earlier.
"Casi, it will be. You just have to be patient baby," I sigh, wondering how to handle jealousy this deep and lingering that it's bordering poisonous.
"It's not like I'm in a rush or anything like that," He corrects me, as if I didn't already know.
"I know, it's okay. I understand where your coming from Casi. I love you and I'll smother you in kisses too when I come back," I warn him and can almost feel that familiar smile of his warming my soul through the phone.
