***This chapter contains spoilers for my first novel, "The Broken Wolf".***
Celeste's Point of View
Randall slams the bedroom door as he walks out, no other noise coming from him. Again. I sigh, pulling the zipper of my dress down and pulling it off at the end of this day. It’s been over a month since we had s*x, and almost a week since we’ve spoken about anything other than pack business. Things have never been this bad between us.
I don’t understand. The Goddess promised me a daughter, but he refuses to take a chance again. The pregnancy with Robert was terrible, but it paled in comparison to the delivery. If it weren’t for the promise I was given I would agree with him, but this baby is meant to be.
I sigh, taking a seat on the end of the bed, trying my best to reel in my emot
