Chosen Just To Be Rejected by Jennifer Francis novel Chapter 103

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Parker

It was hard to see Belladonna like this. He’d thought it might happen, her being fully overwhelmed by her emotions as they came into effect. They’d sat together with Shannon and discussed it before all this had started. So, she knew that lack of sleep would raise her fear and anxiety, and that calming down when it was triggered could take anywhere up to 20 minutes for the symptoms to reside if they were severe.

They’d also sat down with Whitney but not Milly. She was too little to understand what was going on and explained to Whit that something was wrong with Freya. He’d not liked hearing it and had tried to speak with Freya, apparently something he could do all the time.

Not even Whit had gotten a response from Freya that day, and he’d not liked it anymore than Belladonna had. But he’d also seen that during that conversation, which had happened the night of Freya slumbering had begun, as Belladonna called it, after Milly had gone to bed. That his own mother’s eyes had changed colour right in front of him.

Whit had stared at her a little wide–eyed and then looked from Belladonna to him, confused as to what was going on. He’d explained what he thought was happening, that his mother had two wolves currently, and only Freya was able to be seen, but now that she was slumbering, the other was trying to surface. Those were the eyes he was seeing.

It was a lot to try and take in, but he needed to be told, considering Belladonna’s anxiety was on the increase, and it had been by that night after reading the book about Citron Wolves. He’d given Whitney a pack phone with not only his number in it, but the numbers for all of his unit and Annette as well; the next morning, when Whit had come to him worried about seeing his mother cry. Not something he’d seen

before.

They didn’t know what was going to happen, but they’d had to tell him about Belladonna’s disconnection from everything all of her life. That other than Whitney and Milly, she didn’t really feel a connection to anyone at all, never had. And now that she was starting to feel that, it was overwhelming her. Seeing her cry for no reason, Whit hadn’t understood it and come to him about it.

Whit had been unhappy sitting in his office the morning after it all started, and had stated that he wouldn’t be able to call for help if something happened during the night. There was no house phone. Parker had nodded, the boy was right. They weren’t pack members and Belladonna couldn’t mind–link to anyone here

to get help.-

He’d then offered for the three of them to move into a suite inside the packhouse, but Whit shook his head no, “We’ve never lived in a packhouse, what about a phone?” he’d asked. “With your number in it.”

Parker had agreed and sorted it out right then. Not many Whit’s age would have a phone inside the pack, but it would be for the best under the current circumstances. Whit had also told him that he’d heard his mother up several times that night, she wasn’t sleeping well.

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Now this afternoon, he’d removed himself and Milly from the house they were staying in and called him to tell him what had happened. His mother was, in Whit’s words, ‘freaking out‘ and he’d left because Milly

was also now upset.

Parker had been gone from the packhouse, mind–linked to Shannon to tell him Belladonna was in need of him as a Gamma. He’d looked at Whit carrying a still crying Milly towards the packhouse as he’d headed

for her house.

He’d stopped only long enough to ask if they were alright, and Whit nodded but looked unhappy. He then told him to go up to the packhouse and stay with Kane. That he and Shannon would go and help his

mother.

Whit again just nodded, he’d had been headed in that direction anyway and Kane was waiting for the boy. He’d been with him when he’d taken the call, had looked at him after he’d hung up and sighed “It’s the new moon Parker.” He’d stated as Parker was leaving the office.

Now this, the amount of fear rolling off Belladonna, and she’d also managed to reject Shannon’s use of his Gamma’s Charm when she’d been enveloped in it, was open to it even. That was odd, though Shannon put it down to a sudden and instant influx of her fear of falling asleep. Adrenaline had suddenly shot through her body and she’d been shot into fight and flight mode.

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