Michael Taylor
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When I got home, I told Susanna that I needed a bath because I didn’t feel like the sticky gel on my stomach had been wiped clean. She told me that she would be in the living room just outside the door if I needed her. I went into the bathroom, poured bubble bath salts into the bathtub, and turned the tap on to maximum. By the time the tub was nearly three-quarters full, the bubbles had already filled up the rest. I turned off the water, took off my clothes, and carefully stepped into the tub.…
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During this time, I was immersing myself in my work, just as I had been the past few days. I tried to numb myself with work so that I wouldn’t have time and energy to think about Rose and our child. By the time I looked up at the office clock, it was already past nine at night. I had forgotten to eat dinner and my stomach was growling. I went downstairs and was about to go to the kitchen to find some food for supper. But when I passed by the hall, I bumped into Patrick. Apparently, he had just…
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I did not sleep well at all, for the thought of Edward marrying Luna of Emily’s race was impossible to erase from my head. But I forced myself to take a nap, even though I eventually woke up crying in my sleep. When I walked out of my room, I caught a whiff of waffles. They smelled delicious, but I had no appetite at all. “Rose, come have breakfast. Alonso woke up early to make this specially for you. He even added blueberries and strawberry jam, as well as bacon.” “This reminds me of…
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I started going back to work at my company but I was often distracted so Patrick still took care of everything for me. I looked for all the connections I could find, including reliable relationships with some of the other packs in my family. I approached some of the private detectives in human society, sending them pictures of Rose and Alonso, and announcing that there would be a huge reward for them if they could tell me where they were now. But time has disappointed me again and again. I had turned…
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When I woke up, I found myself lying on the bed in the apartment and Susanna was sitting right beside me. When she saw me open my eyes, she touched my face and my forehead as her eyes were filled with heartbreak. “I don’t need you to pity me.” I turned my face to the other side. “Rose, you misunderstood Alonso. He really only wanted to protect you.” “Heh, he really protected me well. He might as well just present me to the vampires.” The thought of him not telling me the truth…
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When I was done washing up, I finally lay on the bed, ready to go to sleep. But then, my little wolf kicked me hard. These kicks made it difficult for me to fall asleep. He was a lively child and he always kicked me hard, which made me very happy. I speculated that perhaps he was a boy. Then my waist started to feel really sore. I tossed and turned but no matter what position I lay on the bed, I still felt very uncomfortable. I thought that maybe I should sit up or go for a short walk. Tomorrow I would…
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Two months later. It’s been two months since I left the pack. To be honest, life had turned out better than I thought it would. Although I still sometimes woke up crying in my sleep, I tried to suppress my feelings of missing Edward. Still, I knew that such feelings of depression and loss were not good for the baby in my belly. After we had left, Alonso took me to a cottage on Susanna’s farm. I quickly learned that she was a very powerful light witch – she was the one who told me about the…
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As Patrick and I walked through the main hall of the castle on our way to Clyde’s place, we ran into Emily. I thought she had already gone home. “What are you guys up to?” asked she warily. “Nothing, Darling. Beta came to find me because he wanted to go for a walk with me. His human mate had been quarreling with him, you see. Why are you here?” “Why can’t I be here? This is also going to be my castle.” “Listen, I already had a Luna before, which I wish you told me before.…
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It took a lot to sort out my emotions. And once I finally did, I asked Patrick and Ad to come with me to the dungeon. There, I saw the man curled up on the floor. Dylan was present and Patrick half-filled him in. Once he learned everything I needed to, Dylan swore he wouldn’t tell. I had to say, when I saw that man, I thought I was looking into a mirror. He looked exactly like me and even smelled like me. Werewolves weren’t usually sensitive to their own smell but that’s because it came from…
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Patrick handed me a small white cloth bag. It was light but my hands trembled as I untangled it. I thought that when I returned to the pack, I could simply make it up to Rose and everything would be fine. But now, the only thing I had left of her was this small bag in my hands. When I opened it, there was only a card and an envelope inside. The card had an image of Rose’s ultrasound the first picture of our child. I felt liquid in my eyes – I had forgotten the last time I cried. All I knew was…
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