Alyssa's POV (aunt ally)
I held the child in my arms for the last time.
His bright emerald green eyes, like his fathers, stared up at me.
His little head had a few strands on brown hair closer to his mother's.
An hour later, i whimpered from the seat on my car.
If Amber was here, she'd have my head on a silver platter.
I'm doing the right thing.
That's what I kept telling myself but I had a bad feeling. Like this could all back fire and end up worse than it already is.
I pray to the moon goddess that this child will have the life he deserves.
Oh my god, what is wrong with me.
How could I adopt ambers child.
I shook the guilt away and drove away from the place I had willingly given away my dead nieces son.
I had done the right thing, I repeatedly told my self.
I did the right thing.
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Hiding From My Mate
WerewolfThis is a sequel, the first book is called Reject And A Baby. Amber has always been a spoiled child. But she isn't like normal teens who like to coop themselves in their room. Instead she enjoys company and talks to her parents all the time. She of...
