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Chapter 17

Chapter Seventeen “Meda”

Amira POV Days have turned into weeks. Weeks have turned into months. And this entire time… I’ve

held Meda close as if she’s everything to me. Which she is. My mates have been… Okay. We’ve all Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

been incredibly busy.

Today they’re all coming back to the Blood Warriors pack. About a month ago I completed training with

the Red River pack, and left

I’ve had a month of peace to care for little Meda. For my mates, time apart has been torture. For me?

It’s been an absolute blessing.

But today… Today is the anniversary of my parents death. I’m in the car, heading back to red river-

going to the cemetery where they were buried.

As soon as the cemetery comes into sight I feel tears threaten my eyes, but push them back. I will not

be weak. I refuse to be.

Carefully taking Meda out of her car- seat in the back, I start walking over to their grave stones. As

soon as I get there, I take a seat beside them.

There’s a storm brewing, but for once it’s not a product of my will. Nature is taking it’s course. I take a

deep breath, closing my eyes, and suddenly feel a hand on my shoulder. A calming hand. Motherly

hand. Not the hand of my mates, but… I look up, and into the eyes of the moon goddess, who smiles at

me before sitting herself in front of me.

“They loved you very dearly, you know. They simply didn’t know how to show it” she tells me, wiping

away my tears. I nod.

I do believe that they loved me. That doesn’t mean that what they did is okay, but it does help knowing

that at least they felt something for their daughter.

The moon goddess holds out her arms, motioning to Meda. “May 1?” “Of course,” I respond, carefully

shifting Meda and handing her over.

“Such a sweet child. Such a calm and mild energy. She’s already rather attached to you as if you were

her mother.”

I sigh and run a hand through my hair. “What should I do about that?”

The moon goddess looks into my eyes. “Let her. Teach her that her birth parents passed away, but

treat her as your own. Just like you’re already doing.”

“But I don’t think I’ll be a good mother. I mean, my parents didn’t exactly raise me. I raised myself.”

“Exactly. You raised yourself. You already know how to raise a child. And regardless of that, your

motherly instincts are fantastic. You’ll do very well with Meda.”

Well, if the moon goddess says so, who the f**k am I to oppose? “What about having a father?”

She offers me a small smile. “You already know the answer to that, sweet Amira. Your mates. They will

all be fantastic fathers, but only with you by their sides.”

She hands Meda back to me, and I place her comfortably on my lap. “I’ll be seeing you quite soon,

sweet girl. Until then, continue on as you are.” The goddess reaches out and strokes my cheek, right

before disappearing. With a sigh I say my goodbyes to my parents, and head home with little Meda.

Upon driving up to the Blood Warrior packhouse, I see all three of my mates cars parked outside.

Damon has been away on business for about a month, and the other two have been running their

packs from their own pack houses. f**k me.

I take my time stepping out of the car and walking into the house. As soon as I get in I don’t hear any

noises, which to me is an opportunity to dash to my room.

Unfortunately I’m intercepted by the three pricks that are my mates. *f**k” I mutter, just as Damon

approaches me. He goes to engulf me in a hug, and I step back. “Watch it! I have a baby!” “Speaking of

babies, I’ve missed you, babygirl” Christian says. “May I hold her?” Erebus asks.

Meda has already begun stirring, and looks like she’s starting to wake up. I carefully hand her to him,

and she fully wakes up.

She glances at Erebus, who is attempting to figure out how to hold her, glances at me, glances back at

Erebus, and starts crying, holding her arms out to me.

“Here, give her back. I’ll show you how to hold her” I offer. Erebus nervously hands her back to me, and

I chuckle because the big bad Alpha and b**m dominant gets nervous around a baby.

I take her and place her on my hip, showing him the most comfortable way to balance her. She quiets

immediately in my hold.

“Having her on your hip when she’s awake is easiest. If she’s crying, try bouncing her slightly. Draw

little patterns on her skin with your fingers, gently, and make shhhh sounds. It’s the same sound that

babies are accustomed to hearing in the womb, so it calms them down.”

Erebus nods, taking in the information. I don’t want to freak Meda out by completely letting her go

again, so when I hand her to Erebus and he properly holds her, I come up right next to him and place

my hand on her arm, rubbing my thumb up and down. She looks at me and I offer her a smile, which

she returns. Then, looking tentatively at Erebus, she smiles widely when he makes a funny face. She

giggles and I chuckle.

“Hold up, is this how to get your attention? Holding the baby so you have to be near us?” Christian

asks. f**k. It totally is. “MY TURN!” Damon yells.