Trying To Move On

Chapter 7

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Laurel POV

I smiled down at my son. He had captured my heart. His eyes were a combination of mine and his father’s; they were a hazel with bright specks of green floating around in them.

The guys had guards posted outside of my room and the hospital’s security working together with their higher ups to ensure mine and my son’s privacy and safety. We all knew Dominic had felt what was going on. One of those pesky mate things.

I still couldn’t believe Dominic was my mate. At first I had thought that fate had made a mistake but now I thought different.

If my father hadn’t died the way he had, Dominic would have been the perfect mate for me. I mean he is hot, not that that is the main criteria for a mate, but it helps if the other is appealing to look at. That’s another thing, I couldn’t blame Dominic for his disgust in my appearance. We were wolves after all. A fat ass is kind of an anomaly. It’s almost impossible to accomplish being an overweight wolf.

I still think I should have been awarded some points for my sheer ingenuity in figuring out how to do that.

Also, as much as I tried to talk myself up, I was affected by their remarks and cruel words on some level in my brain. I was a depressed wolf and I wasn’t allowed to participate in most pack exercises, training, and general everyday for wolves, a) because no one liked me, and b) because they still hadn’t known if I was a wolf or not. There was a 50/50 chance of me being able to handle full wolf training.

Laurel POV 8 Months Ago

I had been here with the Red Dawn pack for almost a month now. Let me just say, they are all totally awesome. There is more than enough eye candy to go around, and if I swung that way, there were plenty of hot females around here too.

What is up with all of these hot people? It’s like the Stepford Community. Everyone was perfect.

I watched everyone outside looking all perfect, having fun, enjoying the California sunshine.

Why wasn’t I out there? That’s a question you must be asking yourself. Hell, at the time, I was too. It was so unfair, they all looked so happy out there. Like life size Barbie and Ken dolls frolicking in the sun outside of their Malibu Mansion. Yes all of the houses in this compound were like mansions. They were for more than one family, but damn. Still.