I have a serious matter to discuss with you. Firstly, I wish to express my sincere gratitude for your assistance and the support you provided to Bloodfang Moon throughout this process. I want you to understand that, irrespective of the circumstances, I will consistently support you as well.
Gavin: You are welcome? I am pleased to learn of it. Why do I sense that this is accompanied by a contradiction? Is it unfavourable news?
I believe you may perceive it as unfavourable news. I want to clarify that my actions were not intended to dishonour or harm Lunar Howl Moon. I would never subject you to that.
Gavin: Oh dear. Articulate your thoughts.
I extended my Beta position to Brandon.
Gavin: What is it? What is happening?
I understand it may seem unfavourable, but he cannot be separated from his partner, nor can his partner depart due to familial obligations. Brandon is despondent, and he merits being a Beta rather than a Gamma. As I previously stated, I will consistently support you. Should you ever find yourself in a situation necessitating combat, we would stand with you, irrespective of the cause. I wish to avoid any animosity.
Gavin: [He grunts] I am dissatisfied, yet I comprehend your rationale. [He pauses and exhales sharply] This may indeed be beneficial for my family as well.
Me: Indeed? What is your meaning?
Gavin: We have recently discovered that Ryker, my foremost warrior, is bonded with my sister. It appears they have been aware since her eighteenth birthday, yet he desired another—Celine, to be specific—of which you are already cognisant, while Aniyah sought your attention, prompting them to maintain distance from one another. My sister is a pampered individual who refuses to be paired with merely a warrior. She insisted that there had been an error. She believed Ryker ought to be paired with Celine, and you with her.
Ultimately, they both appeared to have accepted the situation, given that you are marked and now anticipating a child together. If I designate him as my Gamma, she may consent to be with him, provided he reciprocates her feelings. They are intricate, yet that may alleviate the turmoil here, which is exceedingly exhausting me. My sister persistently pressures me as if I possess the ability to alter partners like the Moon Goddess.
I recall her informing me of an error, and I now comprehend the reason Ryker attempted to admonish me regarding the mate bond. That is astonishing. It appears there is considerable turmoil, so I am pleased to know that I could be of assistance.
Gavin: I would not extend my agreement to that extent [He states, and I can discern his eye-rolling]
Me: Are we in agreement then?
Gavin: Indeed, we are amicable. Brandon desires to be with his companion, I understand.
I am pleased to learn that. If you require assistance, please do not hesitate to contact me.
Gavin: I will comply.
Celine enters my office, carrying Alyssa on her hip, just as I am departing.
“You should lie down now.” “You were struck by a silver bullet yesterday,” she reprimands me. I understand her concern, thus I smile.
“Affirmative, Luna!””
“Father!”Alyssa extends her arms.
“No, Daddy has injured his shoulder; he is unable to carry you,” Celine informs her. I disregard Celine and seize Alyssa with my functional side to embrace her. She rests her head against my chest. She likely misses me, as I only saw her briefly yesterday during breakfast at 3:30 am.
“Tori, Father?”“She inquires.”
“Father requires a nap; he has injuries, dear,” Celine informs Alyssa.
“A singular narrative?”I enquire of Celine with a sulky expression. She shakes her head with a sardonic smile.
“Only one,” she admits.
Alyssa selects a story, and we all nestle on the couch prior to my nap.
Celine’s Perspective
Ten days subsequently
The previous week has been relatively tranquil and devoid of notable occurrences, precisely as I prefer. Cohen has frequently been working from home due to his shoulder injury, and my insistence on monitoring his recovery closely. He is not fully recovered yet, but is nearing that state. I am relieved that he will be perfectly fine. Brandon officially commenced his Beta responsibilities a few days ago, and both Alyssa and I appreciate the increased frequency of our interactions with him.
“Darling, why don’t you take a nap?” You appear fatigued. Cohen informs me, “I will supervise Alyssa.”
I likely appear as fatigued as I feel. I am well. It is merely 10 a.m. I ought not to be napping, particularly at this early hour. Furthermore, you have not yet achieved complete recovery.
“The time, whether it is merely 10 am, is inconsequential.” I am indifferent to the time; you are gestating a child. An entire individual! Your body evidently requires additional rest. You appear fatigued, and you are yawning. Take a rest, dear. I am well. I am almost restored to my original condition. I am certainly competent to supervise Alyssa. “I will not accept a negative response,” he asserts.
I embrace him tightly. He is exceedingly kind. “You are exceptional.” “I lament my constant state of fatigue,” I express with a sulky demeanour.
“I find it quite endearing,” he laughs, and kisses my sulky lips.
“You are quite adorable,” I remark with a smile as I draw him in for another kiss, before proceeding upstairs for a nap.
I hear Cohen ask, “Would you like to go for a walk, Alyssa?” Let us proceed to inspect the mail at Father’s office.
“Where is Grandma and Grandpa?”“She inquires.”
