Betrayed by Three Mates

Chapter 5

Abby thought of everything. She made sure I had what a needed for my pregnancy and had the nursery set up for the twins. I would want for nothing and neither would my kids. She said that I might not be a Luna in name anymore, but that I was still a Luna chosen by the moon goddess and I would be treated as such. I had Sara and Abby on call if I needed anything, but all I needed now was a long shower and a nap.

I know I promised my self I wouldn’t cry anymore, but there was something about showers that made me want to let it all out. Maybe the pain would wash away with the water down the drain. At least there would be no evidence of my sorrow and I could pretend I never cried in there. Ok, so maybe shower crying would still be ok for the time being. After about an hour or so a climbed out of the shower, dried my self off and fell sleep in my new bed. I was in a new home, with my new life, with out my mates.

The next day I was a new woman in my mind. Did my normal morning routine and I invited Sara out for a run. I knew the exercise and the socialization would be good for me. The both of us ran hard until the sun decided to stay good morning to us. It was always best to run before the sun, as it could get hot out quickly. We drank water on our way back to the pack house for some showers and breakfast. I listen to her stories about her brother who was mated to the princess of Lycans adding really nothing to the conversation as I was afraid I might cry and I needed to get thought one day without tears.

Breakfast was hard to get through as my morning sickness decided to make an appearance due to the smell, but Abby invited me and Sara to the Alpha table and she helped me get through it. She also told me she was pregnant right now too, but since this was her second she would show me the ropes. Which meant nothing in the end as everyone is so different, but it made it amusing at the very least. “Well we have discovered that orange juice and most fruits are good. No cooked vegetables unless they’re in soup and same goes with meet as long as it puréed and mixed with something else. Very productive breakfast” Abby declared in triumphs.

The breakfast had ended and I fallowed Abby to her office to discuss what I could do on the pack. She sat down across from me “you know you don’t have to work, you can take the time off to…” she paused trying to think of the right words “to take some time to get your self together?” She said as a question not really thinking that was good way to word it. I couldn’t help but giggle at her attempt to be sensitive to my situation “it’s ok Abby, I need to keep busy. Keep my mind off things and my body active you know. And don’t worry about how menial the work might seam. I’m willing to do anything at this point” I watch her think hard.

“Well I could use some part time help, and as you have previous Luna experience. I know you could really help me. And I think working with the orphans the other part of the time might suit you best. It will give you time to prepare to be a parent and you’ll have lots of resources. Also the other mothers love to come by for play dates to make sure that the pack is bonding.” She seemed pleased with her self so I didn’t fight her idea “I can start now, if you would like. At least I can help you with your organizing” as I looked at the messy piles around her office. She blushed and chewed on her nail “yes, I’m a bit messy. Kind of embarrassing for a Luna, but I swear there is organization to this madness” I laughed at her being flustered. Lydia also had troubles being clean. I didn’t think it was a bad thing and had no problem clean up after her.

I could feel my eyes water at the thought of Lydia. Maybe I should helped her be more independent of me and shouldn’t have picked up all her messes. Maybe she wouldn’t have felt so insecure with me as her mate. I swallowed down my pain, not the time I thought to my self “you ok?” Abby asked. She out stretched her arm to reach for her hand. I shook off the dark feeling falling over me and smiled “I will be.” I new I was not fine, but I didn’t want to say it as I new I wouldn’t be able to hold in my tears for much longer.