Emerald Eyed Luna novel Nina (by Mrs.Smith) novel Chapter 101

Wyatt and I walked hand in hand back toward the packhouse. Neither one of us said a word, just walked with our army behind us. I let all the emotions swarm around me as llet what just happened sink in. The pitch black of the night mirrored our feelings as a whole. Lives were lost tonight and the mastermind behind everything was finally exposed and eliminated.

Turns out, there was an abandoned building about half of a mile into the woods. As we walked back, the forest was silent. The power radiating off of Wyatt and myself was suffocating to those in our path. We were hurt, broken hearted and tired. Grant took so much from both of us in different forms. Reed walked right behind us, carrying an unconscious Kelly like she was the most precious package.

There are still so many things to address now but the main feeling of doom has finally left me. Tonight, I am going to mourn my losses but tomorrow we will look ahead at a brighter future.

As the packhouse came into view, I stopped dead in my tracks. Everyone else followed suit and waited for their command from their queen. Standing there for a minute before I spoke, “Reed, take Kelly to the hospital and tomorrow we will meet in your office at 8am.”

Reed nodded and took off for the hospital. Turning to everyone else, “Please put the bodies in the morgue. I am sure the families will want to say their goodbyes. Everyone else may go home. Thank you all for coming to my rescue.” Wyatt and I stood there as everyone wandered off in their own directions. No one said a word but nodded and showed their respect as they passed. I didn’t blame them.

They all saw some pretty intense stuff today.

Once everyone left, I focused on Wyatt. He was feeling hurt and anger. “Are you mad at me?” I asked, not sure if I wanted that answer. I felt like I should have done more to save Brooke. Maybe I could have jumped in sooner or recognized the signs earlier. I am at a loss.

Wyatt looked up at me from the ground that held his attention. His hands were in his pockets, and he was about 15 feet from me. “I don’t know what I feel, honestly. You saved Kelly. You protected her at all costs. Brooke is dead.

Why did Brooke want to kill you? I KNOW you don’t have feelings for Zach. Or didn’t have feelings for Zach. This is so f****d up!” Wyatt yelled the last part as he ran his hands through his hair.

“Raven told me to protect Kelly at all costs. Our children play a very important role in our futures.”

“We don’t even have children”, Wyatt said. His hands were on his hips, and he started pacing around. Back and forth between two trees.

Opening and closing my mouth a few times, I finally got the courage to tell him. “I am pregnant” The words left my lips in a soft whisper, but I know he heard me. His whole body stopped and he was frozen. “That is why I have a shield. It is the baby. The baby has powers. I found out this morning when we were getting ready. I wanted to tell you tonight, in private, as a surprise. I wanted you to know first.” I pleaded with him to understand. I needed him to understand.

I couldn’t make out his emotions, happy, sad, confusion, anger, excitement. They were all over the place. Guessing his reactions was out of the question. “I am going to be a dad?” He finally asked slowly.

“Yes” I said. I stood completely still, rooted in my spot. “I had to protect our future at all costs. Unfortunately, Brooke didn’t give me a chance and the baby wasn’t putting down his shield.”

“HIS?” Wyatt spoke loudly, taking three big steps and was standing directly in front of me. I was so surprised by this that I instinctively took a step back. My shocked and wide eyes must have registered to Wyatt as he placed his hands around my waist, pulling me close. “His?” he whispered as his eyes bored into mine.

I nodded slowly as I watched Wyatt process the information. He was going to be a dad. A son to pass on the family name.

“Are you mad at me?” I asked again. I saw the confusion ripple across his face before he realized what I was asked and why.

“No, my love, my queen. I understand you did what was needed but she was still my sister. I know she betrayed the pack, the crown and her own blood.” Wyatt said as he had lifted his hand and placed it around the side of my neck and used his thumb to rub my cheek.

I left a tear fall down my face and leaned into this hand. I needed this comfort. “You will never know how sorry I am that I couldn’t save her.”

Wyatt pulled me close, and I rested my head on his chest. didn’t even fight the tears as they soaked his shirt. Wyatt supported my weight as I let out all the energy and emotions that ran through me. “I wanted to save them all, but I knew if I put Kelly down, she would have been killed.”

“I know, you did the right thing.” Wyatt said, reassuring.

“Will your mom still love me?” I asked, scared to know the truth. I felt Wyatt stiffen at that.

“She may need time to mourn her child, but she will love you. You saved her other daughter and her unborn grandchild.” He said, trying to sooth me, but I felt the uneasiness in his heart.

“I can’t lose the second chance I had at a mother.” I said quietly, in a small voice. I heard the venerability in my own voice, and I knew he heard it too.

“You will always have me.” Kissing my forehead, he left it at that.

“What now?” | asked, pulling away from him and drying my eyes

“I’m not sure. They will need a proper funeral. The other councilmen will need their trial and and their deaths. They can be burned at the same time together. We need to establish new roles in the packs and give people their new titles. Theresa, Ed and Harry are supposed to leave in the morning.

“And the baby?” I knew the answer, but I still needed to hear it

Wyatt put his hand around my waist, pulled me so tight against him that I was melting into him. His other hand grabbed the back of my neck, fisting my hair. He didn’t even say a word as he planted the most passionate kiss on my lips. He has never kissed me this way and I was here for it.

Wrapping my hands around his neck, I kept myself as close to him as physically possible. His tongue didn’t fight me for dominance but danced with me as my equal.

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