I woke up quite early despite what had happened last night and didn't feel like I needed any more sleep so I decided to wake daddy up by launching an all out tickle fest on him. He loved to do it to me so why should I let him have all the fun when I can also have some fun.
To say my plan didn't work would be an understatement. He hadn't even moved and when I sighed and got on him so I could reach his most ticklish arms he had me in a tight bear hug making me giggle when he started tickling me back just as much as I had tickled him when I wanted to wake him up. Not wanting to get up and daddy still holding me close and cuddling me we just laid in bed until my stomach growled loudly. Daddy started poking me in the stomach asking if I was hungry. His poking made me giggle again but I still managed to do a yes nod with my head telling him that I was indeed hungry. Daddy started tickling me again before he told me to get dressed so long and to meet him downstairs and that he would have breakfast ready by the time I was done he would be done also. I looked to my clothes that was neatly folded in the bag. I wasn't exactly in the mood to go through everything and search for something I felt like wearing so I randomly took the top pair and went to get dressed in the little bathroom while I smelt dad's cooking. After breakfast we packed everything we used back into the car and we were on the road again. Strapped in my car seat I felt like I could see the whole world from where I was sitting. I didn't think that there was still a need for me to be sitting in the seat but dad would tell me that he will remove it on my next birthday so we will just have to wait and see if he for once stays true to his promises. Not like he never does what he had promised it's just that he does promise me something and then as if he can't remember he does something entirely different when the time for performance comes around. I don't really like calling him out on this because he has been taking care of me and he has been keeping me safe and protected from the bad men that were following us. "Dad why are the bad men following us? Please don't not tell me or promise to tell me later like always. Was it something I had done wrong? Please tell me.." He sighed and swallowed before he answered me. "It's nothing of your doing. It's something I did before I had you and they want to hurt me like I had hurt them by getting to you because you are the most precious thing to me. I didn't know what I was supposed to do and was already paid and being threatened by other men that had paid me to do something for them. I had to choose who I wanted to not help out and I think I ended up choosing wrong." "Was it something bad? Like the stuff you always tell me not to do because I would get in trouble and be punished?"He nodded his head yes. "Why did you do it daddy?""I needed the money for Abby and well you... Nobody was hiring me for any legal jobs and I had no choice but to take the work on in order for me to have saved you and..." "Thank you for telling me daddy. I'm sorry that I asked and that you had no choice but to work for these people that were bad."He smiled back to me and asked me if I would like a juice box. I was quite thirsty so I said yes and drank the apple juice he gave me. Last night's little sleep is trying to catch up with me because very soon I had started feeling sleepy and closed my eyes with the intention of only resting them for a little while. Plan failed successfully.Dad woke me up and told me that we were at the new cottage and that once we have loaded everything from the car to the house he would take me out for dinner and that I could have an ice-cream for dessert if I helped him get everything in it's place. In no time at all we had everything in the cottage and we were walking to the small diner that dad said he saw when he drove into the little town. Another little town, another two months of being the new people in town before packing everything up again and starting the whole process all over again. I smile and pretend that it doesn't bother me but it does definitely bother me. Not because we can't stay and because I can't make friends but the fact that dad never stops worrying and this makes him have us isolate and never talk to anyone making the people think we are weird. They definitely act strange when they see or interact with us. Once we got into the diner and we were seated and the nice lady had taken our drink orders dad told me that we might be staying for a little while longer here than we had in the past and that we would in future try and move places less frequently so that I could maybe start school. School would be fun but I was worried about being away from dad for the long time everyday being in school. Maybe we should just stick to the current plan where he teaches me and we have fun together. I smiled and started sipping my milkshake while waiting for the food. My stomach started growling again and I giggled when I saw dad smile having heard it. The food didn't take long at all and I ate as soon the nice lady set my food down. I really wanted that ice-cream after having finished the dinner. Like dad promised he ordered me the ice-cream and even stole a few spoonful’s before we left for home.Ryder's P.O.V I don't think that Mary was too interested in the going to school idea. She smiled and agreed but her face really didn't show that she was too happy. I don't mind teaching her everything that she does need to know but the social interaction would be great for he especially because she doesn't get to really talk to anyone at the moment. As promised if she finished her dinner she got her ice-cream. It looked so nice and refreshing so I stole a few spoons making her giggle and be mock angry at me for stealing her ice-cream. She really can't stay mad at me because on the way home I gave her a piggyback and that instantly cheered her up and made her smile and laugh for me again. I love how her mood just changes from one extreme to the next in literally a speck of time. I decided that with it being her birthday next month that I would slowly start easing her into telling her about us being werewolves and that hopefully I could get he
Queen Dianne’s P.O.VFlashback to six years ago Royal palaceI was just leaving the nursery because my little miracle was sound asleep and the guard was stationed outside her window keeping her safe from everything. We are really blessed to have had her after struggling for years and having quite a lot of miscarriages. I was ready to give up and live with the fact that we would not have any children of our own and I know Zach was really sad because of this.We both decided that we would be trying one last time and then our miracle little Mary was born without any complications or problems. The morning of her birth was the most stressful and funny day in my life. Zach was so cute being so worried when I told him that my water had broke and that he would need to get me to the pack hospital. He ran around the house for like ten minutes looking for his keys when we wouldn’t even need them.I pi
That was unfortunately not the case because when I woke up the next morning it was still the exact same as the day before and nothing turned out to be a nightmare. Mary was really gone and no amount of searching and looking led us anywhere and we were no closer to finding than we were the day she went missing. We hired private detectives, and we made announcements and pleas and posters and pictures asking for her safe return but none of that helped.It was as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth never to be seen again.Zach has started going more and more into his shell and never really smiles or laughs anymore. We haven’t had a joyous moment since she was taken five years ago. I can’t really blame him because I haven’t been any better myself also. I miss that little bundle of joy.Its like the moon Goddess closed off the happiness tap and opened the depression and sadness tap fully.Today she would have been six years old and we would have had a huge celebration and ever
Turns out that they left almost immediately after Liam got the tip and he followed their scent for a while but lost them again. Honestly, I don’t know anymore. This constant hope is going to be the death of both me and Zach.Ryders’ P.O.VHer nightmares continued and started coming more frequently. I don’t know how long it will continue before it changes into what really happened and she starts hating me. I decided that I would take her on a picnic and we could try and see if something that happened is the cause of the nightmares.I was thinking it could be the warning signs of her wolf coming forward but her smell hasn’t changed at all so that one is ruled out.I thought about her and the little wolf she met and thought that that could be the reason for her nightmares and that she had smelled him and then linked it with some smells from her past but I’m not sure if that could be the case as she isn’t supposed to be able to link smells until her wolf comes.All this uncertainty was giv
Ryder’s P.O.VThe woman stopped like four yards from us and placed the basket on the ground in front of her feet. She still wasn’t talking and kept on staring at us. I still couldn’t get a read on her scent. I definitely smell something that is not entirely human, but she is not a wolf or anything I have been in contact with before and I’ve been in contact with quite a lot of species before this whole running away and hiding away part of my life even started.Being part of the royal pack definitely has its advantages in this regard. Royal visits to the other realms and meeting the other species of the supernatural world.She started taking a few more steps toward me and started motioning with her arms and it looked like she was trying to tell me something, but the words were not coming out of her mouth. She pointed to her mouth and showed me something.“Okay so if I understand you correctly then you are either not able to talk at all or you are not able/ want to talk to me at this mome
Ryder's P.O.VAfter dropping the flowers into the basket she turned around, and waved at me and Dora before running back into the flower field probably thinking that she had not yet picked enough to fill the entire house like she had wanted to do. I watched her pick some more bouquets and place them in the basket along with the other ones before she ran back with one in her hand holding it out to Dora who willingly took it with the biggest smile on her face I have yet to see. Before I had time to give her a sandwich she had already run off to the field again trying to tug the basket back over to us. After I sat and watched her struggle for a little while longer I decided enough was enough now. "Mary, come and have a sandwich before you pass out." She looked up from where she was still struggling with the basket she ha
Dora's P.O.V I had felt the need to tell Ryder everything about what I was doing and who I was and I didn't even know why. I knew he wasn't my Gabriel but I felt this special bond or something that I wasn't able to explain between us. I had wanted to ask him about the sweet little girl he had with him and when I saw that she had fallen asleep I thought that it would be the perfect time to do so. I was already ready to share my story with him after he had said what he had wanted to say but when I saw him struggling, looking for words, changing his mind, and looking again I decided that I could start telling my story so long and then when he was up to it later he could tell me about him and the little girl he is traveling with. I grabbed the stick I have been using to write everything out in the sand and started writing my story giving him time to get his words together. I was used to people looking at me funnily because I had what the humans call selective mutism. I was no stranger
Ryder's P.O.V When she took out and gave me that ring box I felt all the blood drain right out of me. If this had been her mates' mothers ring then either she was already dead, hiding away somewhere, or living under a new fake name. "This ring and crest belong to a pack that was taken over by a very evil man when he overthrew the Alpha and Luna of the pack. They were the nicest people and I had talked with them plenty of times when I was still with the palace helpers. I met with them right before they were overthrown and most people in the pack were either slaughtered or enslaved under the reign of the madman who took over. The luna, whom this ring belonged to was presumed killed or as having run away with her son and living under a false name somewhere in heartache because her mate was slaughtered right in front of her eyes. It was rumored that her son who was at the time only thirteen years old protected his mother when his father wasn't there anymore and that it was believed tha