Her Son Kaden

86| That's My Girl

"He'd seen the error of his ways."

Kaden's POV

I watched as Amelia sat down at the table and stirred her drink around. She watched the ice float around for a bit and I felt a pull at my heart.

We'd went for a long run and let out our wolves. Knight had calmed. We didn't speak, we'd just ran around and came back. Right now we were in the kitchen.

She stared at the cup for awhile longer before glancing up at me.

Her brown hair hung down in a shinning curtain and I swallowed softly.

I leaned against the counter and watched her and she huffed and went back to looking at the water.

"Can you stop staring?" She growled finally and I felt a smile tug at my lips.

"I can't help it." I said truly and she shot me a surprised look before turning away from me and finishing her water before placing the empty cup down.

My heart jumped as she stood and walked away. I watched her swaying hips for a moment before following her. Abruptly she whirled around to face me and I pulled up short.

"Stop tailing me like a lost puppy." She snapped and scowled at me before flouncing away.

I frowned and watched her leave the room before tapping my foot and running a hand through my hair.

I want mate. Knight whined and my frown deepened.

What do you think I'm doing? I replied and my wolf growled and shook his head.

You're not trying hard enough. Knight huffed and I crossed my arms.

What am I supposed to do? Tie her up and force her to love me? I geared sarcastically and my wolf wrinkled his snout.

You've tied her up before... and yes. You and I know you loved the other night. Knight retorted richly.

Quiet you. I countered, but he wasn't lying, I did want my baby in bed again.

We're the Alpha. We need our Luna. Now find her. Get this shit fixed. Then we can have make up sex. Knight growled longingly.

I shook my head and let out a growl. She'd probably try to fight me if I asked her.

I'll try. I replied and the wolf growled.

I glanced to the ground staring at my shoes. My feet shuffled uncertainly.

So how was I going to do this? I leaned against the wall and ran a hand over my face. Well this was just great, I couldn't think of anything.

Maybe an apology note? No that was corny.

A bouquet of flowers?... Did Amelia even like flowers? Shit, I don't even know if she liked flowers.

And if she does like flowers... what kind?

Roses? Orchids? Irises? Dahlias? Peonies? Camellias? There were so many damn flowers. What if I got her some and she didn't like that kind?