Chosen Just To Be Rejected by Jennifer Francis novel Chapter 118

Parker

There she was, Belladonna’s wolf on the surface in full for the first time ever, her eyes were all blue and brilliant like neon lights. She was looking at the children that were hers for the first time, and he would not interrupt that bonding moment. She was he saw making her own connection to them, attaching herself and bonding properly to them.

In all likelihood, something she herself had craved and been denied all those years, and now she could finally show them that she was there and loved them. He also thought that her wolf understood that Milly was not actually hers. She’d not birthed her, but there was so much love on display for that little girl that he and Vex knew she loved Milly as if she was her own, the way she touched her and held her said it all.

This wolf had craved to hold her children, the way she looked at Whit and how the boy responded to her himself. He’d always known deep down inside that Freya wasn’t his mother, and as he watched and listened to them, he understood why they’d not felt their mother die, it wasn’t death at all, that wolfen attachment was to Venus and not Freya, and Venus had never died at all, was always still with Belladonna.

Venus was her name, and he felt happiness roll off his beast as they heard her introduce herself, but she didn’t look at him at all, only her children mattered, and that tore at him, and Vex whined in pain inside of him.

He pushed past it. Her wolf had no attachment to him or his beast and he couldn’t expect anything else, being overlaid by Freya the entire time they’d known her, been bonded to her, and yes, he understood his wolf’s pain. Because they loved her and wanted her, and to have her wolf just not want to connect to them or even look at them at all, it hurt.

Kind of felt like they were being rejected all over again, just like the last time he’d been in here with Belladonna when she’d told him she wanted her wolf to find her Goddess–Gifted and wouldn’t be accepting him. That pain was now being compounded, and his wolf was hurting because now it wasn’t just Belladonna rejecting them, but her wolf as well.

He could only try and give her what she wanted, regardless of how he and Vex felt. She had that right, but Vex wanted her. He could feel it, his wolf wanted to meet Venus, have her look at him and speak to him the way she had done their son. He wanted to have that connection to her as well, but she’d not even looked at them, didn’t, Vex thought want to be attached to him.

Parker could only help Belladonna up off the floor. He didn’t actually think she’d be able to do it herself, not with her injuries.

Though he’d not liked the way she’d snatched her hands away from him the moment she could, and wouldn’t look at him. “Is she healing you?” he asked, he’d just moved the children and her belongings into that suite on the Alpha floor and organised for Meredith to be there and help her out during the days.

“Mm, it appears so.” she nodded. “I don’t know how fast it will be… kind of feels light and slow–going, I

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quças” she murmured, staring at her hands in her lap, seemed unable to maintain eye contact with him.

“Alright. I’ll leave your things in the packhouse for now then. Just in case her not being fully realised affects the healing process.” Though it shouldn’t happen at all, only fully realised wolves could heal their human counterparts, so that was a bit odd to him. But nothing about Belladonna was normal.

She just nodded without looking at him as Milly tugged at his pant leg, and he smiled down at her and picked her up, put her on the bed next to Belladonna, knew it was what she wanted. Knew that Belladonna wasn’t allowed to pick her up until she was fully healed and without her wolf, that was at least four weeks.

So, in the past week, he’d often done it, just picked her up and put her on bed. Milly didn’t even hesitate to ask him anymore, not for anything they were bonding with each other. She just asked him if she wanted a drink or food, to use the bathroom or wanted to go outside and play.

She just came up to him the way she always did to Belladonna and Whitney. She trusted him, and he thought maybe she was starting to look at him like her dad even. The way she climbed into his lap to have him read her a book at night, even Whit smiled at him when she did it. But he was likely about to lose her. He’d already accepted her, and he knew it. She was Belladonna’s daughter, so there for his as far as he was concerned.

He’d shown both Whit and Milly the suite in the packhouse and Whit had seen the Alpha Suite sign on his room as they’d walked past it, and he’d stated “Not in your suite?” full question from his son.

“Your mother doesn’t want that,” he’d stated, and he felt pain touch him at having to say those words out

loud. He wanted to be a family, and she didn’t. He was trying to deal with it, to let her go like she wanted

him to, and not show that to Whit or Milly at the same time.

It was actually hard to do, and he was pulling on every ounce of his bloodline to do it. He did understand

her very valid reason for it, but that didn’t mean it didn’t cause him pain.

“If you want to go in and look around Whit, you may, there is a room set up in there for you.” he’d told him

honestly “For when… you come and stay here.” he’d murmured he’d altered his words a little because he

how he felt, because he didn’t want to influence his son’s decision or Belladonna’s either. It was all he

Parker pulled himself from his thoughts as he looked at her. She wasn’t his anymore and was likely never yoing to be from what he was seeing now in this hospital room. Her wolf had no interest in him, wouldn’t even look at him, only wanted her children. Not him, not vex.

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