The Worst Of Luck

Chapter six

It's been a few days since that night with Vincent. I left Vincent my number, but he hasn't called. And I don't want to just show up unannounced and all that.
The constant worry of wether or not he wanted a relationship with Aidan was eating me up inside. I mean did he or did he not want to spend time with his son? Emily has been nagging me about showing up out of the blue and questioning him on the spot, but I don't know if I can do that again. Be around him I mean. It hurts so much, but at the same time it finally lets me feel at ease, and knowing that I can't let him in all the way, emotionally drains me.
"Mommy!" I heard a little voice call out as I heard the little paddle of his feet running. Finally the door opened, and a little head peaked in. A smile some how made it's way onto my face, knowing that I had and always would have Aidan. He was the light in my life, Aidan and Emily. He ran in, and jumped onto my bed, into my arms. I just cradled him and rubbed his back, while he told me about how he couldn't find his action figure. But what he asked next was something I didn't expect. "Does Daddy love me?" It broke me to think a four year old boy, my four year old, thought his father didn't love him. Now, Vincent might not love his mate. But I would like to think he loves his own son. "Of course he does. Things are just complicated right now. But your daddy has and always will have a special place in his heart for you." I said tracing circles on his back, knowing he loved when I did that. "We'll go see daddy today alright?" I asked, watching his eyes fill in excitement as he nodded his head vigorously, while smiling. After that he ran off, saying something about having important business before we went to see Vincent.
I decided to change, because even though it was the holidays and Christmas was in a week, it was smoking hot here. So I changed into some high rised shorts, a cropped tank, and a cardigan. Paired with some white converse.

It was about 3:30 when I got Aidan ready, and told Emily where we were going. She gave me the whole 'independent woman. You don't need a man. He's out of your league.' Talk which went on forever. Then she told me he'd chop off his male parts if he didn't act like a proper father and mate.
Having some sort of part in Aidan's life is what I'm asking, the mate thing, well we're better off apart.

I decided to walk the 10 minute walk because Aidan needed to burn some of his energy off, and I want to procrastinate for as long as possible. And this seemed to be the most appropriate way.
The smell of rain, forest, cinnamon, and vanilla filled my nose, sending tingles all over due to this amazing smell. Behind me I heard the snap of twigs, and the sound of something. Better yet; someone. In a protective manner I scooped Aidan up, holding him tight in my grasp. Searching around us for any threats of danger. I had a sneaking suspicion of who it was, but I was hoping it wasn't them. Hoping they'd see me and take off. "Olivia," well that whole plan of seeing me and taking off was pretty much garbage after I heard the husky voice call my name. With long strides, Vincent emerged from deeper into the forest, with his beta and third in command behind him. "We were just on our way over. Aidan wanted to see you," I said gesturing my head to the little boy in my arms, who just stared at his dad with his little smile showing his cute little dimples. God how much I loved this little boy. "I see." Was all he said as he examined the child in my arms. "Well, would you like to come back to the pack house, and work some of those custody things out?" He asked as he stared at his son in awe. "Sure," I said before following the three large men back to their pack house.
It was a huge modern looking house, with pups running around, and other pack members keeping busy. It was definitely a closer pack. Not like mine.
They weren't based off skill and rank, but by the bond they shared by being in the same pack. In the same family like community they all shared. It was nice to see that. "You have a nice home," I commented while skimming my fingers over one of the marble breakfast bar in the kitchen, as Vincent got us some coffee. "Thanks. My mother designed it." He said sliding my cup over to me, I thanked him before putting some cream in it. "So about this custody thing," he said trailing off, probably hoping I had already planned something out. "Well I was thinking, we could do half an half. So two weeks here, and two weeks with me." I said looking up to meet his gaze, to see how he felt about it. "Yeah. That could work. It's just...I know nothing about being father. I mean, I didn't even know I had a child a few days ago, and now..." he said as his forehead creased in whah was probably stress. "I said the same thing four years back. You get used too it. And it's worth it. I'd give him the world if I could, he's the best little guy. He has the biggest heart, and he's kind and warm, and loving. And he's really smart for his age." I said rambling on. I couldn't help it, i loved Aidan with all my heart. When it came to him, i just get carried away. I glanced over at him, sitting in the family room, watching Spider-Man with some of the other pack kids. He had a smile on his face, and was laughing along with the other kids his age and a bit older. It made me happy to see him happy. And it made my wolf happy to see her pup happy. "You're a good mom, Olivia. You've done a good job with him. I'm sorry for not being there." He said, staring at the ground, his face showing he was ashamed. "Thank you. But I couldn't of done it without Emily. And, it's my fault...if I had told you sooner...." I said trailing off as memories from the day I was rejected played through my mind. Over and over again. I took a couple deep breaths to calm myself down, but while doing so, I picked up a scent. Mixed in with Vincents. Meaning he had recently slept with someone. But I smelt more than one girl. I turned to look at him, with a questionable face even though he probably had no idea what I was upset about. "You stink," I said glaring at him. My blood boiling as I thought about him having these four years of freedom, of sleeping around, having fun, being a teenager and young adult, not worrying about his mate. I love Aidan, with all my heart. But I had to grow up fast, and while doing so I had to plan out my pregnancy. I had to raise a child, while get over the rejection of my mate. The constant emptiness and hole in my heart. No matter who I have with me, it never feels full. I always feel like I'm missing something. Someone.