Chapter 0928

For a moment my wolf likewise stands frozen with shock in my soul as we both just stare at the little girl in front of us.

But then my wolf breaks into a terrible howl, starting to dart back and forth in my soul, panicked.

I come back to myself, gasping in a long breath of air before I start to pant, my eyes flicking between the little girl and my mate – immediately seeing the

resemblance there - the fucking uncanny resemblance between this little girl and her dad.

Her dad.

Her fucking dad, who looks just like her, from whom she inherited that steady gaze, those gorgeous blue eyes...

My hands curl in and out of fits as I try, quite desperately, to avoid a meltdown.

Because...what the fuck is happening?

Where...where did this kid come from!? And why is she in my house!?

"You..." I whisper, my eyes moving to Jackson now. "You...you have a...baby..."

"Not baby," Marigold says and I snap my eyes back to her, awed to hear her speak because when she does she's so...she's just so fucking real. "Marigold."

I huff out a little laugh, appalled and shocked and...fascinated.

Because...is that her name?

whisper, my eyes slowly moving back to Jackson, who

voice croaking out of his throat as he gets to his feet, reaching for me.

so did not!" I say, laughing hysterically, gesturing

Marigold corrects,

my eyes back to her,

reaching for the little girl. "Rafe, you grab some cookies for dessert, and the three of us," she says, pointing between herself and Rafe and Mark,

with shock because...is she

fuck is

little girl on her hip and looking sternly between Jackson and me. "And be kind to each other,

a moment before my gaze drifts down to the little girl. And then I turn, watching as the four of them move out of the kitchen. A soft whine breaks from Jackson's throat and I spin towards him,

the little

and he wants to

tremble. "Jackson?" I whisper,

he says, grabbing me by the arm, pulling me roughly to him and wrapping me up against his chest. "I'm

this bizarre turn of my reality. I mean, is this even happening? Is

little

my head as he tucks me in close. "She's my

even had time to process it myself

turns fast as I begin to put the pieces together.

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