Rejected Me Once Never Fool Me Twice (Watt) novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49

Winter, however, was more than happy with the extra attention. At six months old, she was a bundle of giggles and bright blue eyes that twinkled with mischief. Her tiny hands constantly reached for anything she could grab, her curiosity growing by the day. But something about her had been… different lately. Something that sent a strange chill down my spine.

At first, I thought I was imagining things. Little odd occurrences here and there-a toy moving slightly when she reached for it, the wind stirring in the room when there were no open windows. I told myself it was just a coincidence, that maybe I was tired or overthinking. But then, something happened that I couldn’t ignore.

That afternoon, while I was folding clothes in the living room, Winter sat on her playmat, surrounded by stuffed animals and colorful blocks. She babbled to herself, occasionally glancing up at me with a gummy smile. I had just placed one of her blankets on the couch when I heard a soft chime-like sound. It was subtle, almost melodic, like the gentle ringing of a bell.

I turned around-and my heart nearly stopped.

Winter was sitting up, her chubby little fingers raised toward one of her plush toys. But the toy wasn’t on the ground anymore.

It was floating.

Suspended in mid-air, spinning slowly, as if caught in an invisible current.

I blinked rapidly, convinced my eyes were playing tricks on me. But no, it was still there, hovering a few inches above the ground. Winter giggled, clapping her hands, and the toy wobbled before dropping back onto the mat.

I sucked in a sharp breath. My mind raced through every logical explanation, but there was none. My daughter, my beautiful little girl, had just made an object float.

A wave of emotions surged through me-shock, confusion, fear, and awe all at once. Winter was born a werewolf. There was no reason she should have abilities like this. Unless…

I swallowed hard. Unless there was something else in her blood. Something beyond just the wolf side of lineage.

Zander.

I needed to tell him.

As if sensing my turmoil, Winter tilted her head at me, her bright eyes filled with innocence. She didn’t know what she had done. To her, it was just another moment of play.

“Baby girl,” I whispered, kneeling beside her. “What was that, hmm?”

She gurgled in response, reaching for my face with her tiny fingers. I pressed a soft kiss against her palm, my mind still spinning.

I had to be calm. I had to figure this out. If Winter had powers, we needed to understand them before they grew

stronger.

When Zander came home that evening, he was exhausted from dealing with pack matters. He kissed me, then

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Winter, and smiled tiredly before collapsing onto the couch.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” he teased, stretching out his legs. “Rough day?”

“You could say that,” I murmured, glancing at Winter, who was happily chewing on her teething ring. I hesitated before sitting beside him. “Zander… something happened today.”

His playful smirk faded. “What is it?”

I took a deep breath and told him everything-the floating toy, the strange wind that followed Winter’s movements, the soft chime-like sounds. His expression shifted from disbelief to concern to deep thought.

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