Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 92

Graysons POV

“Aaaaaaayyayaaaaaaaa. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyaaaaaaaa. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” Christian wailed unrelentingly.

I was red eyed and holding my son trying to get him to take the formula. Wolf pups were notoriously against anything but their own mother’s milk.

I wanted nothing but for my son to have his mother to nurse him. I wanted nothing more than that, but she wasn’t

here.

“I’m sorry Christian I’m sorry,” I wanted to weep, all the sorrow I felt before was increased ten times by the sleep. deprivation, crying, and always a full bottle.

I wasn’t sure he’d ever eat. I waited for him to take the bottle to sleep to rest and eventually, he gave in. He took the bottle and he went to sleep and the sun was in the sky already.

“You should have just let me do it,” her mother stood in the doorway like a zombie.

She’d lost weight since her daughter’s kidnapping. I noticed it but my animosity towards the woman who found it her new life’s mission to haunt me even before she died.

We saw it in two different ways. She thought I was the reason her daughter was gone and I knew if I told her her daughter would have been ashamed of her mother I’d enter the worst of it so I did what my wife would ask of me and I was the bigger person.

Before my wife I would have dealt with this entirely differently, by the goddess did it appeal right now? “He’s asleep you can take the next feed,” I handed her the empty bottle.

It would be too soon when Annette was here and her mother was back in Georgia. If that would be enough distance

from that heinous woman.

“She plays nice?” James asked me as I came down the stairs.

“As well as she’s able,” I arched a brow in aggravation.

“Well she’ll come around,” he trailed off knowing his mother would always bear a grudge.

James turned his opinion of me around after during the battle I took a couple of silver arrows headed for the back of his head. It’s why I was so late getting to my wife, I’m sure part of his attitude adjustment was he felt guilty for delaying my arrival to Annette.

Charlie had his own guilt. I had ordered him that day to get back to Annette and on his way, he saw Charlotte pinned down about to die he forgot his sister to save the woman he loved, I know he won’t say he loves Charlotte but that boy was rebelling against hundreds of years of tradition just to fumble for words in front of her.

Theodore is the only one without guilt he’d been taken on by at least ten men that night and he ripped them all to shreds to find his wife. He was honest to me that he loved his sister but he wanted to see his wife safe.

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touching relishing the warmth of one another. I turned away every time they were in the room laughing or just savoring the moment. It made my mood

be and then I remembered she was goddess knows where and I had to find her. This is where

1

the security center my conference

not a soul for the last ten hours no heat signatures, no sound waves, no movement of any

extended or the way my steadfast Beta now was unsure. At least

had my trust and that I valued his judgment and

pack disappeared overnight,” he leaned back in

have gone somewhere I don’t care if it’s underground if it’s to another pack’s lands I’m gonna get her back,” I sat down and started

room. Her mother was open and outward with

much more contained.

to be somewhere,” he

the air surveillance,”

send recon teams out to their known

but with what men, I have many soldiers down right now,” I reminded him.

that buffoon friend of yours do it,” he told me with the same irritated tone he now used to

a set of enemy warriors during the attack and since has had a low opinion

him.

the doors opened Lillianna walked in

on her shoulders and sat down

and surveil their allies,” I asked her knowing Lilli wore the pants.

She smiled. “How’s the feeding?” She have me a sympathetic look.

shook my

him in it when feeding,” she

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didn’t think Steven was ready to

he was annoyed

Annette away save their daughter and keep her under lock and key so this would never happen again, but she was still

me, to point at me and say that I was the one at fault instead of them. I wanted to ask her father why he hadn’t gone to his daughter after I’d told him she was in labor and ask her mother why she wasn’t instantly by her daughter’s side while she labored but instead had gone to look for

Annette and if that meant having them focus their hate

our men and get