Chapter 1
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CHAPTER 1: BREAKFAST BLUES
Cecilia woke up that morning with a ravenous appetite, as she always had ever since her return to the Silver Hunter Packhouse…
“I hope our cook who is assigned today has made my favorite cinnamon pancakes with diced berries and fruit then topped with a large dollop of whipped cream. I feel like I could eat a dozen of those right now!” the very pregnant Luna whispered to herself. “I bet you’d love to eat that too, my baby boy. I’ve been craving that non-stop for breakfast for months now. Aren’t you getting tired with it?”
The dark-haired woman was holding on to her large baby bump as she talked to it. After all, she was but a few weeks away to giving birth, and she wasn’t the only one taking the time to speak to her unborn offspring. Her father, along with her three brothers continue to take turns in talking to her still unborn child and they would all smile or even laugh if the kid would kick her extended tummy energetically from within.
She admits that it is quite painful every time he does that. But as long as he’s healthy, active and responsive, the pregnant Luna was very happy.
Her Omega maidservant, Rachelle, of this past few months and has watched over her needs faithfully and has loyally been with her as soon as she moved back to her father’s packhouse. She is now offering her mistress a huge, fluffy white towel for her early morning bath.
“Your day’s warm bubble bath is now ready, Luna Cecilia. I used the new fruits and vanilla soap bubbles that Alpha Titan bought for you. I hope you like it.”
Cecilia smiled at the young girl, after pulling herself out of bed, Dad shouldn’t have but he had always doted on me since I’m the only daughter that my mother successfully gave birth to. Too bad she died giving birth to my stillborn baby sister. I would have had a little sister today to share my problems with…
And those problems were many and massive indeed!
Unfortunately, the curvy, lovely and very compassionate young lady could not avoid one of the biggest and most annoying issues that she had to face in her entire life as she looked at her expensive and high-tech mobile to check the time…
Abe is at it again. He’s sent me another long message. I’ve already told him again and again that my decision to divorce him and separating from his pack is final! So why does he keep pestering him to forgive him and return to his pack? After all, he already has Martessa and their son, Roddy. He does not need me anymore. Besides, my unborn baby is not even his to begin with! So why doesn’t he leave me alone! Asked Cecilia to herself as she slowly lowered her unclothed curvy body into her antique claw-foot tub’s warm, fragrant and inviting waters.
It would be an hour later before she wrapped a peach-colored bathrobe around herself, left her private bathroom and settled on the small cushioned red stool in front of her classical-styled mirrored make-up vanity to fix her dark brown tresses in a loose french twist. Ironically, this beautiful pregnant Luna has never needed to put on make-up if she wasn’t required to attend a formal event or gala, which her ex-husband would usually attend.
Abraham has always wanted - no, needed - to preserve the ideal marriage, just so he could solidify his Alpha status, even if our marriage could end up being a political union and a sham instead. It’s unfortunate that, Abe is more intent with competing for more domain tasks chosen by the Lycan king then preserving our pathetic excuse of a marital relationship. I have been nothing but a tool to him. So, good riddance! I should remember to request for my father to install a wall clock here so I wouldn’t have to check my mobile’s clock and then notice Abe’s texts to me, decided the annoyed Luna as she erased her ex-husband’s messages from her cellular phone with a decided pout.
Just then her Omega Raquel entered her mistress’ bedroom suite while pushing a small antique-looking brass and wood wheeled trolley tray with a china plate filled with a tall stack of her favorite cinnamon pancakes. Beside it was a petite bowl of maple syrup-drizzled diced fruits and berries. There was also tall can of whipped cream and beside it was a large mug of hot chocolate at the side. Along with all of that was a creatively folded swan cloth napkin with the needed cutlery to eat this delicious and filling meal.
“Oh, Rachel… You remembered how I love to squirt my pancakes with whipped cream straight from the can and spraying my chocolate with it too,” Cecilia cried out in delight while she walked over to her suite’s dinette table in one corner of her extensive bedroom where maidservant had pushed and set the trolley.
“It was our cook-for-the-day, Marilou, who set that tray, Luna. I only placed it on the trolley and pushed it here,” sheepishly admitted the female Omega as she scratched her head timidly. “You should thank her and not me, Mistress Cecilia.”
“Oh, au contraire mon frere, it’s you who still decided to serve my breakfast in my suite, Rachelle. So I still insist on thanking you,”explained a wide smiling Cecilia as she sprayed her pancakes with a healthy serving of whipped cream then carefully sliced and swiftly speared it so the famished Luna can begin with her plentiful and yummy first meal of the day. “Utterly scrumptious, but it seems to lack something and I don’t know what…”
The Omega maidservant released a short, small and melodious giggle as she pointed at the tiny ceramic bowl at one corner of the trolley’s tray, “You just forgot to pour on your pancakes your maple syrup with fruits and berries, my lady.”
The pregnant woman’s almond-shaped green eyes widened to the size of teacup saucers as she realized her error. Her pleasant honeyed laugh echoed within her room while she poured the bowl’s contents on to her plate of pancakes.
“There… And please tell my father that I will be there with him to receive our surprise guest of today after I’m done eating.”
Rachel did a cute curtsy in front of the slightly older female as she replied, “Your wish is my command, Milady.”
As Cecilia watched the strawberry blond Omega slowly backed away from her in order for the young lass to close the suite’s massive double doors while still facing her mistress, the Luna could not help but wonder at her Dad’s mysterious message to her awhile ago.
It must be one of our well-known friends or relatives who shun the public from seeing them…
If you only knew, Luna. If you only knew…
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