Rejected and special

Chapter 13

Kyle's POV – The Thought

Kids...
That's all I can think about.

Eitan. Morgana.
Tiny faces. Haunted eyes.

I glanced at Jamie—and my heart clenched.

She was crying. Quietly, trying to hide it. But I saw it.
She must think I don't want the kids. That I'm disgusted. That I'd leave.

"Jamie, baby, please... don't cry," I whispered, pulling her close and holding her tight.

She relaxed into my arms, trembling softly until sleep finally took her.

I sat there, brushing my fingers through her hair.

But the whole time... the thought wouldn't go away.

These kids... they're the ones who've brought all this chaos to her.

Before they showed up, everything was fine. Peaceful.
Since they arrived, she's been distant. Distracted. Constantly worried.

Am I even enough for her anymore?

I looked at her sleeping—my mate, my Luna—and suddenly, something twisted in my chest.

I'm not ready for this. For children. For being "Daddy" to some abandoned kids who fell out of the woods.

My jaw clenched.

My first child is supposed to come from her... from our love. Not from a random tragedy.

And then, a thought slipped into my mind so quiet, so cold, it scared me a little:

Maybe... if the kids disappeared, things would go back to normal.