Lily and James (werewolf novel) novel Chapter 174

Chapter 0174

(Beta Robert POV)

Losing my daughter, Stephanie, was one of the hardest things that has ever happened to me. Her death.

almost killed my mate, and it almost killed me too. No parent should ever have to deal with the loss of

his or her pup.

Did I sleep with Sheila? Yes. I am not proud of it. But I needed comfort. Margie was obsessed with

Stephanie’s death. Everything in Margie’s mind revolved around Stephanie and her own feelings of loss. I

got ignored. My feelings got ignored. My pain got ignored.

I started volunteering to go on even more business trips than normal. Business trips have always been

my way of escaping, and of taking a break. I could not spend 24 hours a day, 7 days a week comforting

Margie. Even before Stephanie died, Margie was always upset about something. I needed time for

myself too.

One day not that long ago, Sheila showed up at one of the hotels that I was staying at. She invited me to

go and have a drink with her. It seemed innocent enough, so I agreed. We had a couple of drinks, and

she asked me how I was. She asked me about me. It felt nice. It had been a long time since anyone had

asked me about me. I was always the one taking care of Margie; not the other way around.

fit.

One thing led to another. I am not proud of it. Sheila is less than half my age, and she has gotten around. a lot. I had had a few drinks, but I was not drunk and I was not drugged. I was just sad and lonely. And

Sheila made me feel good.

When I got home from my trip a few days later, Margie asked me if I had had a good time. I knew exactly what she was referring to. I felt awful. But, I also knew that she would forgive me. She had before. 1

I know you have already heard about what happened with Tyler. The piece of that story that even Luna Jane does not know is that I succumbed to the pressure my family put on me; I slept with one of the she- wolves that my parents picked for me. I was desperate to prove that I was not the problem; that I could produce an heir. So I slept with another she-wolf. Just once. It happened in between Tyler and Stephanie. Again, I was in mourning. Margie was so focused on her own pain that she did not care

about mine.

Thankfully, the she-wolf I slept with did not get pregnant, but Margie did and just a few weeks later. I

never cheated again. Until Sheila, that is.

I am not trying to justify what I did. I regret it immensely. Most wolves never cheat on their mates, and I cheated on mine twice. It is because of the guilt that I felt that I allowed Margie to spin out of control.

Yes, I know Margie has done some bad things. Okay, a lot of bad things. And I know that her obsession