Fated Or Doomed

Coming Clean

Flavio

       

      Reading the room. Elizabeth pours us all a large cup of my finest whiskey. I thank her. Sensing the thick room. She takes one of her own. Taking little chugs.

      "Yes thank you baby." His eyes left mine for just a second. Once back I see all the questions he ask. A small dark look of betrayal or lies. "Nonno, di cosa stai parlando?" Travis takes his glass from his mate. (Nonno, what are you talking about?)

      "Permettimi di spiegare. To you both, please. I thought it was best. For the pack." (Allow me to explain.)

       

      *FlashBack*

      I knew this relationship with this woman will go wrong. Something about her never sat right with me. I just couldn't put my finger on it. Not until Fransisco told me the news. He said he loved her. But not enough as she may thought. Because his love was more of the line of lust. He loves his mate. Luna Ana more than anything. He did not want to lose her.

      And now that. That dense woman is pregnant.

      She thinks she will become Luna of Black Harvest. That she can ruin not one, but two marriages and the packs that comes with it. She was furious when she got push back. Fransisco couldn't even face the damn woman.

      Ritardato Mentale.

      Yet after all these months. She strikes again. I found her little letter address to him before anyone can find it. Both these brainless folks are lucky it wasn't Luna Ana who found it. Either way. Her note will never make it to her lover. That string was cut a long time again. I'm not letting her trick her way back into his life. She'll only ruin everything. Be damn she'll ruin this pack. The hell with her own.

      I grab my pen. Grab a piece of paper and begin writing. Next thing I knew, I was mailing the letter to her. Arranging a meeting for her to meet with Fransisco one last time. Or more. I had to make it convincing enough to make sure she will meet.

      It didn't take long before she agrees to meet. Saying she will bring the child. That, what ever happens. She knows he will pick right this time. She tells him to not worry about anything. They can start fresh if they have to. She just needs to see him. Needs him to meet their son.

      After waiting 10 minutes. I hear a female's voice coming from the front of the restaurant. To ensure my plan goes as plan. I pick a far public place. I didn't want a scene, nor did I want anyone to track me down. I am not getting tie down to her mess because she couldn't make her own mate miserable. She had to make another.

      Lucky for me I sat with my back towards the door. I didn't want her to see me. I need her to come to the table.

      "Oh Goddess I am so sorry I am late. He exploded in his diaper and he's fighting this awful ras.." Her eyes widen in shock when she stop ranting her voice and looked up.

      She held onto the carseat as she looked around. Searching for him. "Sit." I said nicely as I can. She shook her head no. Ready to run. As she lift the carseat an inch. "Sit the fuck down Syline!" I whispered yell at her.

      "Where is he?" She whined. I gave her a strain look. Telling her to sit. She obeys. Her eyes water up as she's hormonal. I gave her a second. Handing her my napkin to clean herself. "Why are you here? Fransisco said he wou.."

      "Use your brain woman. Do you see him here?" She shook her. "Then he isn't coming." She looks at her child. Watching him.

      "What do you?" Changing her mood quick.