The Run

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

I had been driving for an hour when Zeno opens his eyes next to me. “Mummy, will we see daddy again? How come daddy was with another girl?” He looked at me innocently, but I couldn’t help but feel my heart stop. Daddy? He knows? “Sweetie, how did you know that he was your daddy?” I smile at him, pulling the car over and trying to hide my unease. This can’t seriously be happening. “Zeno just felt it here” He points to his chest “That was daddy. How come daddy didn’t come to see me? Doesn’t he love me?” He frowned. The things that come out of the mouths of children. I couldn’t help but hesitate. Do I tell him, or do I not tell him?

Sighing, I turn to face Zeno properly. “Daddy loves you sweetie. He’s just not very well at the moment. Would you like to see daddy again?” Here goes nothing. The anticipation was practically burning holes through my T-shirt. If he says yes, I’ll do the right thing by him. It’s only fair that he knows to have two parents, even if I don’t like the other. “I want to see daddy again, mummy...” He nodded, before leaning back into his chair and falling asleep again.

I guess that’s it then. I wasn’t sure whether to scowl or laugh, as I turned the ute around and drove back to the pack house.

****Oratio’s POV****

I watched as Cerys rushed out, leaving again. I slowly moved my hand up to my face. She really is back then, I wasn’t dreaming. She’s back I just stuffed everything up. I turning around to snarl at the girl next to me “What have you done?!” She smirked back at me, attempting to look sexy but succeeding at looking like a smug slug instead. “I got rid of the problem, baby. Let’s go to bed” She ran her hand over my lap, but I pushed her away and went to bed.

I got her back, and I’ve already gone and ruined everything. I made a deal with myself to be a better man, so that if she ever came back I could make it better. I would stop morning over her now and I would act like a man, instead of a child. I reassured myself, before falling asleep.

~~~~ The next day ~~~~

****Cerys’ POV****

After I had driven back to the pack house, Wynne was in the front room crying. She had jumped up – all excited that I had come back. I took Zeno and I back to bed, I wanted to be rested to deal with the situation tomorrow. It was going to suck balls.

Zeno woke me up, as usual and we went about getting ready like we had the previous day. Maybe it would be a routine of ours. I smiled down at him as we left the room. I’m so proud to be able to call you mine. He took my hand in his own little one, and we walked into the kitchen to find the woman from last night.

Choosing to ignore her, I lifted Zeno up into one of the chairs in the kitchen, and made him a bowl of cereal. When he had started to eat, the slut chose to talk. “What are you doing back here?” She sneered at me. I turned to look at her, only now just realizing what she really looked like.

The woman in front of me looked to be the same age that I was. Although I couldn’t understand what Oratio would see in her, and that wasn’t just jealousy talking. I mean seriously! I thought pack sluts were meant to be attractive. I honestly feel sorry for this chick’s mate. He’s not only going to have a mate that isn’t loyal, but one that’s not pretty enough to make up for it. I shook my head at her.

Her hair was bleached blonde, to the point where it looked like if she would reach up and touch a strand, it would crumble to dust between her fingers. I certainly wasn’t going to touch her hair. You don’t know where it’s been!! The limp strands surrounding her face did nothing to soften or warm up her pasty white skin. It was almost vampiric, except she looked sickly and not immortal.