ERIN'S POV
"What do you mean that you are going back to woodlock pack? Are you crazy Erin," Lilya snapped, as I closed the door to Ivy's room. We were able to get her to a stable state, but for how long?
"I don't have any other choice, Lilya, my baby girl is dying. I can't lose her, I can't, " tears welled up in my eyes as I sank onto the chair. This wasn't what I wanted.
"Lilya, Ivy is all I have, she is my life. I will die if she does," I whispered as I broke into tears. I have been trying so hard to hold it inside since the doctor gave me the news of my baby's health. I didn't want her to see me cry, but right now. I couldn't hold it anymore.
"Let it out Erin, let it all out," Lilya said, her hands gently tapping my back and I curled into her arms, her warm embrace, and began to soak her white knitted cardigan with tears and smeared mascara.
"I don't even know what to do Lilya, how do I go back to a man who chose a strange woman he never knew over me, whom he knew all his life, how do I go back to Alex," I mumbled, my eyes still streaming down the salted waters.
"Erin I think you are not even asking yourself the right question, " Lilya said in a low tone and I immediately paused, weeping. I knew exactly what she meant but I still chose to ask.
"What do you mean?"
"Erin, you and I aren't even sure who the father of Ivy is," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper. A profound silence enveloped the room. My mind pondered the millions of questions that I was avoiding. All the, 'What if?'
"Lilya, I don't know what else to do, I am so confused, I am stuck in a ditch, I have no other option,"
"I know that, I am just thinking of all the possible scenarios that could play out when you get to the wood lock pack and after a while find out that Ivy isn't Alex's child," she spoke in a soft tone, her hands still on my back gently caressing it. I lifted my hands up from her chest and my eyes met her gaze. They were still unreadable as usual.
"I caused this for myself, I am so foolish. f**k," I cursed out. I ran my hands through my hair.
"This is no time to blame yourself, Erin, you were hurt, heartbroken, and alone, a lot of us make terrible choices in those state,"
"As terrible as having a one night stand with as stranger in a club with no protection and without knowing his name or where he came from," I retorted.
"Yes, Erin, that and even worse. So stop beating yourself about what happened in the past,"
"The past?" I snapped. "Oh please," I scoffed and stood up and began pacing around the room. "Lilya don't say things like this just to comfort me, I mess up and now my daughter is going to pay for my mistakes,"
Lilya stood up and strolled to me, and held my shoulders. "You made a mistake, big deal, yes you messed up, what are you going to do about it now, nothing, because it is all in that past," her voice increased an octave, she didn't sound harsh, neither did she sound soft.
I paused and stared at her for a moment. " I don't have any option, Lilya, I have to go back, if maybe there is a probability that Alex is Ivy's father then I would have to explore it"
"And what if he is not?"
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Those words echoed in my years repeatedly all through the train ride back to the wood lock pack, what if Alex isn't Ivy's father? At this point, there was no room for what if? I was already on my way back. With a lot of raging thoughts.
I thought about Alex's reaction to a child he never knew existed or even wanted.
I thought about how this change would affect Ivy.
I thought about her. Aria.
They would have been together for about five years and she would have been so used to being Luna. Now I would be showing up with a daughter, I lurked my hands in Ivy's hair and she glanced at me. Her eyes sparkled in so much light.
"What is my father like?" she asked. I wasn't surprised by her question, Ivy is a smart and inquisitive kid. My mind flickered back to what Alex was like before Aria showed up and ruined the perfect love we had, I smiled.
"He is an extremely kind man with so much compassion, he is tall and has a captivating smile,"
"Just like mine?" she asked and I beamed at the thought of it. Her smile did look so much like Alex's smile, then I frowned, the stranger also had a captivating smile, that was part of the things that attracted me to him that day in the club.
"Mummy," Ivy called out again after not receiving a response from me.
"Yes sweet pea," I replied, tucking her closer to me, so that her head laid comfortably on my chest.
"Does my daddy not want me?" she asked and I was taken aback by the question. My heart began to race because I do not know if Alex would want her. Five years ago. The Alex I knew would have been overjoyous to know he has a daughter but right now I am not sure.
"Of course he does, but sweet pea I need you to know that your father has another woman and we are only going there to help you get well," I tried to explain to her, how do I explain to a four-year-old the complicated love triangle between us?
"Why does he have another woman, doesn't he love you?"
"Sweety, it is complicated," I finally said, knowing that there was nothing I could say that could help her understand this.
"Well, I don't like him if he doesn't like you," she muttered and I smiled.
When the train stopped, I lifted our bags and my eyes wandered around the pack territory, so much had changed in five years. There were more buildings. The vegetation was much greener and I could see the main packhouse from a distance. The road did seem deserted a bit.
Normally, the roads would be bustling with wolves all around, it was a very lively pack. I held Ivy's hands as I stopped a local cab. The cab driver kept staring at me.
"Where would you like to go ma'am?" he asked and I smiled at him.
"To the pack house," I replied and I could see his gaze widen. I could feel his stare getting more intense as we drove through the territory down to the pack house. There seemed to be some sort of ceremony being held as the town was decorated with ornaments.
"I have to ask ma'am, you look so familiar," the man finally spoke cutting through my thoughts and I glanced at him through the rearview mirror, he was staring right back at me.
"Is that so?" I asked, unwilling to engage in any sort of discussion with him because I was sure If I confirmed his speculation I would open myself to a flood of questions from him.
"Yes, you look like our former Luna. Well, well there is a striking resemblance. Just that her hair was longer and not so black," he remarked, and my heart ached at the word 'Former Luna'. I used to be the Luna.
"Okay," I casually said, hoping he would get the hint and not push further with the conversation. Ivy listened keenly, her little eyes puzzled as to what the man was saying.
"What's a Luna mummy?" she asked and I rolled my eyes, silently cursing at the man, I thought I had evaded her questions, now she had been opened to a new flood of questions.
"I could almost swear that she is you," the man added.
"Stop me here, " I instructed, having enough of his conversation, I would walk the remaining distance, we were just a few blocks away.
"How much is your money?" I asked and he smiled at me.
"Don't worry about it, it is on the house, Luna Erin," he responded and my heart skipped multiple beats. It has been ages since I heard someone call me that.
I began to pace away from him and the more I got closer to the pack house, the more the stare grew intense. All eyes were on me and Ivy.
As soon as I walked into the pack house, I was met with a hundred or more eyes on me and Ivy. They were all stunned, shocked, dumbfounded, and aghast.
There was indeed a ceremony going on. As soon as I walked in there, there was some sort of commotion in the hall, people gasping, running, and murmuring.
I had expected some sort of reaction, not this one, this seemed like a lot.
"Mummy, why are they running?" Ivy asked, fear evident in her eyes.
"I do not know," I muttered.
Then I saw a familiar figure, it was Liam, he approached me hastily.
"Erin, what are you doing here," he asked in a harsh tone. Not the reaction I was expecting from someone who was at one point my friend.
"Nice to see you too, Liam,"
I could see the countenance of his face changed and he seemed a bit apologetic.
" You can't be here, today is the Luna coronation ceremony and…."
He was still mumbling when I heard a familiar voice.
"Erin,"
I veered around immediately. "Alex,"