“Your father isn’t always around. And there are people in this pack who would take advantage of that.” Celeste glanced at the door again. “Please, just… Think about leaving sooner rather than later. For your safety and the baby’s.”
I really wasn’t that worried about it, but the concern on her face made me nod anyway, if only to calm her down a bit. “I’ll think about it,” I said. “Thank you for the warning.”
“Of course.” Celeste stood so abruptly that her chair scraped against the floor. “I should go. It’s getting late.”
“But you haven’t even finished your meal.”
“I’ve got an early start tomorrow.” She turned on her heel and made for the door. “Remember, I won’t tell anyone about the baby. Your secret is safe with me.”
“Celeste-”
But she was gone before I could finish. The door clicked shut behind her and that was that.
I sat there alone in shock for a few moments, just staring at the half–eaten dinner and the unfinished bottle of wine.
What the hell was that about? One moment we’d been having a relatively normal conversation, and the next she was warning me about predatory males and rushing out like the room was on fire.
Celeste really was an odd little bird. Or perhaps a snake in the grass. I wasn’t entirely sure which, but I decided to stay vigilant just in case.
Afterwards, I took the dinner plates down to the kitchen, along with the half–finished bottle of wine and the glass that I hadn’t touched. I was about to dump the wine when I noticed that the cook who had helped me earlier was still puttering around and decided to give it to her so as not to waste it.
She accepted the drink with a warm smile and a thank–you, and I returned to my room, where I took a bath and got ready for bed. I fell asleep almost immediately, too exhausted from the past few days‘ events to keep my eyes open for long.
The next morning, I expected to hear back from Andrei–or perhaps to even see him in person. I woke with a smile on my face and quickly dressed, hurrying down to the gates to see if he or the messenger–or both–had
arrived.
“Sorry,” one of the Gammas on guard duty said when I asked. “Nothing came for you.”
“Nothing at all?” A wave of disappointment washed over me. “Not even a postcard?”
The Gamma lifted a brow, but shook her head. “Nope. I’ll let you know if anything does, though.”
I nodded and left, trying not to think too deeply about it. Andrei would write back–he wouldn’t leave me hanging.
But it had been four days now, and I hadn’t heard a peep. It was unlike him not to communicate with me, especially over something so important.
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That day, despite my best efforts to quell it, my anxiety got the best of me. I began to think of all the worst case scenarios, of something happening in Moonshadow that was preventing Andrei from responding, or something happening to Andrei or the messenger before he could respond, and…
Goddess, I hated that my mind even went there, but I also couldn’t help but wonder if Andrei didn’t want the baby at all.
If maybe this was too much, too fast, and we hadn’t had enough time as a couple again to be introducing another child into the mix.
Still, I tried not to think about it too much. Instead, I decided to distract myself by baking a treat for the twins and headed back to the kitchens to get started.
I wasn’t expecting to walk in on a crowd.
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