“It's time for a new beginning,” I whispered.
Just as the Fates said.
“What was that?”
Don't you remember? The Fates told you that change was coming for the Gods.
“That's right,” I murmured. “They said it would be rough, as all change is, but good too.”
They likely knew that you would bring that change.
“You think so?”
“Who are you talking to, Minn Elska?” Trevor asked sleepily as he joined me on the drawbridge/veranda.
“Huh? Oh, myself.” I smiled as he sat beside me, Vero nestled in his arms, a bottle angled into our son's mouth.
“Would you rather feed him?” Trevor offered.
“Oh. Um...” I looked down at the baby, his soft, dark curls swirling over his little head, eyes closed as he ate. “No; I'm okay.”
“You don't need to?” He looked pointedly at my breasts.
“Actually.” I blinked in surprise. “No; I don't.”
I've taken care of that too.
I'll need to feed my son eventually, I said in my mind.
I can turn it on whenever you like. Fill him some bottles if it makes you feel better, but he doesn't need to be sucking at your tits all the time.
I flinched at the crassness of her words but then the thought slid through my brain and took root. She was right. Why did I need to feed him all the time? Trevor was doing just fine. Let him take care of the son he wanted so desperately that his wolf had to come out and force conception on me. And formula was just as good as breast milk. Why should I have to walk around with these enormous breasts that ached when they got too full? It was unnecessary torture.
“Minn Elska?” Trevor started to look worried.
“What?” I snapped.
His golden-brown eyes went round.
“Sorry, Honey-Eyes,” I amended immediately. “I'm tired. What is it?”
“I was just wondering if you were okay.”
Vero started to whine.
“I'm fine.” I frowned at the baby. “What's wrong with him?”
Trevor gently jostled his son while he stared at me as if I'd grown another head... and it was male.
“What?” I growled.
“Nothing,” he whispered. Then he cleared his throat and asked, “How was Faerie? Anything... strange happen over there? Anything you want to tell me about?”
“Nothing unusual.” I shrugged. “Roarke and Anna got married then they went on their honeymoon. They just got back.”
“Roarke and Anna got married?” Trevor asked with a lifted brow.
“Yeah; we nearly missed it. We got back just hours before the ceremony.”
“Good timing.”
“Indeed.” I sipped my coffee and looked back out at my territory. “Timing is everything.”
I narrowed my eyes at the lacy trees and herds of antelope that were just beginning to forage for breakfast. Why did I keep my territory like this? I didn't enjoy the scenery; it was far too flat and open for my tastes. I should change it.
“Are you sure that you're feeling all right?” Trevor asked again, interrupting my landscaping plans.
“Of course.” I leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Never better.”
Then I caught a whiff of his masculine, wolf musk, and I growled in arousal. I dove back in and kissed him properly, my fingers threading through his hair to pull him closer. Things down low were tightening in need and lusty images filled my mind. Riding my husband as day broke over us. Feeling his mouth on my breasts and his shaft inside me. Watching his eyes start to glow as we brought each other closer and closer to completeness. Trevor growled back at me and kissed me just as passionately but when I tried to take things further, he pulled away.
“Vervain!” Trevor lifted Vero pointedly. “I'm holding our son. What are you doing?”
“Oh, so when I want sex, you don't want to give it to me?” I snarled as I stood. “All of you paw at me every fucking second of every day, but when I want it, you suddenly want to hold your child. Or was it only Vero that you were after? Is that why you wanted me so badly? So you could knock me up and have your precious son? And now that he's here, I'm nothing. I've done my job for you and now it's time for me to pop out a couple of boys for Az, right? Well, fuck you, Trevor, I don't need your dick, I've got six others to choose from!”
Vero was screaming by the time I finished my tirade, but I didn't care. All I knew was that my husband had just rejected me. He'd chosen our son over me. That's all they seemed to want me for. Babies. Always babies. What kind of men were they that all they thought about was children? Fucking pussies; the lot of them. I was done with this bullshit.
“Vervain!” Trevor growled. No, not Trevor; the Wolf had risen.
“Are you too much of a fucking pansy to deal with me, Trevor?” I snapped in the Wolf's face. “Had to send your guard dog to bark at me? Well, fuck you too, Wolf. You had your way and you got your son. Now, stay the hell away from me.”
I started to walk away, but he grabbed me. I yanked my arm out of his grip and tossed my hand at him without thinking. A blast of starlight streamed out of my fingers and knocked the Wolf off the veranda and into the moat. For a second, I felt gratified and grinned, but then I realized what I'd done and who I'd done it to. Not just the Wolf.
“Vero!” I shouted as I waved my hand again.
The Wolf and our son levitated out of the water and landed on the veranda. Wolf snarled at me as I hurried over to them, and I jerked back in shock. Vero was crying again, but his cries were broken and his fists pummeled the air above
