Chapter 196

Chapter 196

Neah

A new scent hits my nose before I even open my eyes. Another Wolf that I didn’t recognise. I don’t know why, but I keep my eyes closed. Dane must be nearby, he wasn’t ready to leave me alone yet. This Wolf couldn’t be dangerous.

“Let her sleep, Dorothy.” Who the fuck was Dorothy? “She has babies in her tummy.” Raven tells this Dorothy person. “It makes her tired.”

“She’s very pretty.” A small voice mutters back. I open my eyes to find a young girl inches from my own face. Wide bright green eyes stare back at me. As she smiles, dimples appear on each cheek. “Hi.”

Hi.” I mutter, confused. Where had she come from?

She hurries back to the desk and plonks herself in Danes chair, doodling on a piece of paper as she clutches a small teddy bear to her chest. Raven smiles at me as I swing my legs around and rub my eyes. “Damien is back and he brought us a friend. This is Dorothy.”

Dorothy is oblivious to us, continuing to doodle with her tongue stuck in one corner of her mouth as she concentrates.

“Does that mean….?”

“No.” She cuts me off before I have a chance to finish my sentence.

“He is out there,” she points to the door, “with Dane, discussing it.” A shiver goes down her spine and she visibly shakes it off.

“What are you not telling me?”

She glances at Dorothy, choosing her words carefully. “The boys weren’t Eric’s. We think they are….were Jenson’s. Remember it all came out about him and Kelsie. It seems that it was going on a lot longer than what he had us believe.”

“Are you serious?”

“Are they dead?” Dorothy asks without looking up. Neither of us thought she was paying attention to our conversation

“You don’t need to worry about that.” Raven mutters

“Was it the monster? The monster Killed lots of people.” She doesn’t even look up as she speaks. “Then my new Daddy found me.” I watch the colour drain from Raven’s face until she is whiter than the piece of paper Dorothy is drawing on

“Your new Daddy?” I ask because I still didn’t understand why he had brought her here. I had only been asleep for a few hours and yet, somehow, I had missed so much.

He broke my-racelet and carried me to a car, And he got me the best food and-het told me who you all ~~ are.” Herbright green eyes catch. ~ nine agshe looks up. “Al..pha > Neat” She puts her pen dower and hatgls up a piece of paper covered in squiggles. “Do you like my picture?”

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She had drawn like a two year old. Like me when I couldn’t hold a pen properly or control it. The door swings open. Dane. Damien and Eric stroll in and I watch Damien go straight to Dorothy. “What are you drawing, Dottie?” “The monster, Daddy”

“Dottie, we have talked about this. I’m not your Daddy, you can call me uncle Damien.”

Her face scrunches up as she thinks about it and see the relief on Raven’s face: Being a mother was + not something she was ready fo N just yetand especially not to oY someghe who wasn’t her kid. mn still noteven sure if I’m ready, the only difference i is, I was already-a mother and my boys would be here soon.

~

“Everyone needs a Daddy.” Dorothy grins My eves flicker around the room. Only Eric and my sons had a father.

“Please?” I see tears building in her bright green eyes

I watch Damien squat down next to the chair and before he has a chance to speak, she throws her arms around his neck, sobbing into him.

Looking over to Raven, she just seems so stunned by the whole situation.

Damien lifts Dorothy from the chair, holding him-against her as she

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Dorothy’s sobbing stops and an arm falls from Damien’s neck. She had cried herself to sleep. “Do you want to set her up in the room next to Raven’s?” Dane offers. “l assume you will be sleeping there tonight and will want her close by.” Damien shakes his head. “Holding her is the only way to stop the nightmares.” He sways back and forth with her against his chest.

Nightmares. I had lived with them for years. Fought against them every night. Eventually, my mind had become so used to them, it became a comfort. They stopped a few years before Dane came into my life, minus the odd few.

“Where did you find her?” I ask when I hear the subtle snores that confirmed she was actually asleep.

Damien tells us everything. The bracelet that Dorothy had referred to was a chain, keeping her locked up as a pet.