Chosen Just To Be Rejected by Jennifer Francis novel Chapter 44

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Bella

She smiled at the little ones all running around all over the place, through their new home. The orphanage was finally finished and today was moving in day. She was walking with Whit and the other children through their new home, along with Mala and Aston.

It had been eight weeks since they’d come here, and despite Mala and Aston wanting to bleed them into some of the families, the children didn’t really want that at this point. Wanted to live with Bella still. She didn’t mind at all, liked having a house full of children, it was not something she’d gotten growing up, always on her own, just her and her grandma.

This house was full of noise, chatter and laughter, and Whit had plenty of kids to play with all the time now, and five of the six were finally starting to really settle in. They were all still in therapy twice a week, but there was progress being made and that was a good thing.

She had to admit Garrett’s team had done an excellent job. The hardwood floors downstairs were all polished to a high shine and there was carpet in all the bedrooms. Only her room was soundproof, so she could keep an ear out for the children at all times.

The place was all open–planned living downstairs, and even the staircase was extra wide, catering not only for the furniture being moved upstairs, but it also allowed for many rambunctious children running up and down them.

The house had a full wraparound veranda on both floors, and she chuckled as the kids went racing around

it yelling about needing scooters and skates.

“I think they like it.” Aston chuckled as he watched them.

“That they do.” Mala nodded.

The only child not running about was the youngest one, little Milly. She was attached to Bella’s hip and being carried. She hadn’t spoken a single word in the entire time she’d been there inside the pack. Cried a lot sometimes and rarely left Bella’s side. She often cried when Bella was going to the hospital and ended

up going with Bella a good 50% of the time.

Milly didn’t want to be separated from the one she’d bonded with, Bella was going to bleed the little girl to

her, accept her as her own daughter at some point. Milly still slept in Bella’s bed every night, had a severe

case of separation anxiety, and Cody didn’t think Milly was going to bond with anyone else, though she

trusted Bella.

Cody had told Bella, “She sees you as her mother and that’s why it’s so hard to be away from you. A part of her recalls being stolen, I’d say ripped right out of her mother’s arms. Why it is so bad!”

Whit was happy upstairs with the other kids, he was even sharing a room with the two other boys. They were six and seven, and he was only eight. He was quite protective of the six children, had kind of taken

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them all as his brothers and sisters. She’d heard from his teacher, he’d told other kids to ‘step back‘, stated once you’re scaring my sister.” Considered them his farnily and she knew it.

It was a bit of an adjustment for all of them, and there were days and nights that she just couldn’t be there, because she needed to be in the pack hospital, to deliver babies, so Mala had sorted out another she–wolf to come down and be Bella’s assistant, a she–wolf named Mirror, the children though it was funny because she’d get down on their level and state “ook at me.”