A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Calliope shot Gideon a cool glance, her expression unchanging as she slipped her arm through Silas's and they walked into the old manor.

Silas didn't even look in Gideon's direction. It was as if Gideon didn't exist.

Once upon a time, Silas had liked him-really liked him. He'd given him chance after chance.

Now? He'd been tossed aside, just like yesterday's newspaper.

Silas wasn't giving him another shot. He'd handed every opportunity to Calista and Dahlia, but for Gideon? Not a single one.

He'd even tried telling Grandpa about the baby Yvette was carrying, hoping that would win him some sympathy.

Grandpa didn't even blink. Worse, Grandpa actually urged him to have Yvette end the pregnancy, just because Calliope suspected something might be wrong with

the baby.

Gideon didn't believe that for a second. There was no way he'd let Yvette go through with it. He'd make sure the baby was born, and when everyone saw how healthy that kid was, they'd eat their words.

Besides, Gideon knew babies were adorable. Even if Grandpa wasn't on his side now, once his great-grandson was born, there was no way the old man would let his own flesh and blood go without.

once the baby arrived, spending time at Grandpa's house, that would change

needed was for the baby to steal Grandpa's heart,

back one last time,

...

made their way to see the old man. He was in

the pounds lately, no doubt Eamon

Eamon quickly hid the chicken behind his back,

a wide grin.

hasn't even been here that long, but he's getting so fat he's barely recognizable as a wolf anymore. He looks more like a chubby

a mix of amusement

like he could barely waddle across the room. So this was what

getting a

say things

to her, you're not fat at all. You look just right, trust me. Little wolves like you are supposed to be plump, skin

long as I'm

happy, whether you're a person or a wolf. Nothing's more important than that! And fried chicken is