One night my mother had a dream and at four in the morning, she called me talking nonstop about it - about how Anya was going to bear a child soon.
I couldn’t really believe it, or more so there were no indications of it being true. From handling our company together since we got back, it was not like we didn’t have the chance to have a little time for ourselves, it was more like we always found ourselves squeezing in that time wherever we were.
So other than that, we weren’t entirely actively trying to get a baby, but it didn’t mean we didn’t talk about it or that we didn’t want it. Somehow we were more so just letting the wind take the sails wherever it wanted to go.
I may not have my wolf any longer but it didn’t affect my work nor my life back home. I never once felt out of pla
