Different [Completed]

Chapter Twenty Seven

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I'm ready to face the facts. Whether my baby.... if my baby boy is dead or not. I need to know.

''Well, he's OK right now.'' Thank the Moon Goddess, that pitiful face he had on scared the shit out of me!  The word OK is music to my ears, ♫♫♪♪. I mind linked Inder about it. I wonder if he's up at five am. Probably is. Our baby is OK. ''But, Luna, his shoulder has dislocation.'' He showed me a X Ray sheet. ''Here, here and here. Those are the points which started the dislocation. As you can see there's a slight break, here, but we can easily sort that. We've already put the arm in place and it should be as good as new in about four months. The legs seem OK except for the right one.'' He showed me Carter's leg X Ray sheet. ''Here, is the only break.'' He said pointing at just a little up from the knee cap. ''That's the only break which will heal in about a month or less, depending if his wolf starts to help.''

Wolf. I don't think he shifted. I don't think he's a............No. I'm dumb for that thought.

''Can I go and see him?'' I asked, biting my lip. He nodded. ''Right this way.'' I follow him through the never ending white hall ways until we finally reach our destination. I open the door and leave it ajar. There's my baby. My little boy. As good as new really. He was doing the same old thing I'd expect my Carter to do. Talking to himself and creating a story with Lego. ''Mommyyyyyyy!''  He yells, a smile plastered on his face. He jumps on to me, the hard cast hitting my shoulder. I wince to myself but regain quickly. I look at his cast. From his hand up to his shoulder in complete black. I know black is his favourite colour but why black. Why not a dark blue or something? He wraps his left leg around my waist, leaving his right one hanging. That won't work. It'll pull the leg out of the socket. I throw him up into my arms, bridal style. He giggles as I mess up his white hair. Just like Inder's. I see the yellow crutches at his bed side, and the little black wheelchair. ''So Lego Man, how are you?'' I ask him like an adult. ''I is 'k." I nod, kissing his cheek. I wonder when they let him out.

''Mommy.''

''Yes baby?'' I reply. ''Duck, Cy, Clio is a dog?'' He asks me. ''Yes, Lego Man, yes. They are wolves.'' He looked at me with his big golden eyes. He blinked. I bounced him up and down inside my arms.

"Mommy." He said after fifteen minutes.

"Yes, babe?''

I knew what he was going to say. He was going to ask me a question about himself. ''Is I a wolfy?'' He asks.  I stay silent hoping the moment will disappear.

"Mommy."

"Yes, babe?''

"Is I a wolfy?'' He asks looking directly in my eyes. I can't say no. I can't say yes. ''I don't know baby, I really don't know. You didn't shift for me to see.'' He looks away for a moment before burying his head in my neck. ''Mommy, I is not a wolfy. Me tried to shift, but it didn't work. I tried to force myself to, but nothing happened.'' He breathed into my neck. ''Did someone talk to you in your head?'' I ask him, hoping for him to say yes. Clio plays Barbie's with her wolf. Her wolf's name is Dixie. Then, Cyrus has adventures with his wolf inside his head, that's why his wolf instincts act up. His wolf's named Quentin. And Duke pretends to be the Alpha inside his head with his wolf. His wolf's named Frankie. They all tell me about it, and what it was like. Except Carter. ''No, Mommy. Nobody talk to me!'' He squealed. I felt him suck his thumb.

''Doctor!'' I shout. ''Yes, Luna?'' He answers. I lower my voice. ''Is he a wolf?'' I ask the Doc. He hesitates. ''Answer the question, Doc.'' He eyes are now fogged over. ''I don't want to be the one to crush your spirit Luna.'' He stutters. ''Is my son a wolf? Answer the question.'' I say in Alpha Voice. ''No, he is right now human. There is no wolf within him. He is a human.'' He replies in monotonous voice. I close my eyes and wave him off. I should've known. No wonder he didn't shift. Because he's human.

Inder. Carter's human.

I don't know how Inder's going to take this.

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Inder. Carter's human.

What? No way! What the fuck!? The two most strongest breed of werewolf and my son is human?! Well that does explain why he was so premature for a wolf baby....I hiss back at my wolf, Malcolm. Shut up Malcolm! He's a werewolf! I shout out loud. "Daddy, what's wrong?'' Clio asks me, rubbing her pink nose on my fur. "Nothing." I smile. Clio runs back to play with Cyrus and Duke, in wolf form. I could hear her humming 'Incy Wincy Spider' In my head. Wow, she could sing. Back on track.

Carter can't be human. But it can explain lots of things. When he was six months, he wasn't walking which was very weird for werewolves. And when he was born he was basically microscopic. Worst of all, he didn't shift. That's right Carter never shifted. My white haired baby didn't shift at all. It hits me like a ton of bricks. I swallow.

I know.

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Sorry for the baby language! I really can't do it.

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-Tate xox