Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 136

Annette’s POV:

I was returning to my daily life all of my responsibilities, and my duties came back like riding

a bike. My body was slowly going back at ease I found myself smiling more, and talking more.

Still, the scars remain from everything I still look at over my shoulder. I still second–guess people around me. I didn’t give everything away and I watched who I spoke in front of. Part of me felt like this was some ugly lesson. I had to learn that not everybody was good and that dreaming up wonderful fantasies couldn’t protect you. I now saw the world a little darker I

saw that horrible side of people that you want to overlook. That greediness that we all went about our lives sidestepping. If we didn’t look it in the eyes, it wasn’t there, right?

I still couldn’t talk to Grayson in my mind everything that had come so easily to us now took practice and mindfulness. I found myself agitated that we had been set back yet again and I was frustrated he couldn’t tell me exactly what I needed.

I knew this was how everybody else lived but I still hated it I wanted my relationship back the one I knew where he never left me, always there, fingertips brushing infinitely.

We were going to attempt to connect me to seraphine with a moon pool ritual, wolf disconnection wasn’t often heard of and the elders hadn’t ever performed this ritual. It was unnatural to be separated from your wolf like this. It was heinous.

felt like everything and changed without me, realizing it I was proud of my husband for allowing all these rogues and his ingenuity as well as his kindness Grace may

into the world. Enviously watching as she prepared her nursery, as folded blankets that she would wrap him in as she picked out onesies for him to wear she would get to do all those things she would get to see him in his first learning everything.

look over at my son how big he was how to him. I was still a stranger.

Chapter 136

what set him at ease.

a bottle into his mouth, it made my heart hurt. I was supposed to have done this myself and experienced this together instead, I felt so detached no matter what I did part of him wasn’t

with me throughout all hours of the day, trying to go over the fact that we had spent so much time apart. Time that was supposed to be ours, that was supposed to be cherished that was supposed

did he feel about me when he was older? Would there always be this kind of gap between us? He always prefers his father.

who had already gone through something horrible and part of me would hate her because even though she had survived she still got him she

myself this part that wanted what everybody else had this part that was so frustrated so agonized. It was childish it was temperamental and I had

of me would die I would regain my composure and my sanity. I would

my problems won’t all be fixed by going into the moon pool and I know Seraphine and I have work to do. Still, I wanted more of my old self back I wanted that connection. I always had. I wanted my conversations with my husband

be back where I was to be alive I trained and I strived and I pushed to turn back the clock to get back I had before I

for me. I want to watch him die slowly from the moments that had been stripped from us when I was pregnant, and Grayson wasn’t there the labor

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