Chapter 72

I had eventually cried myself to sleep. With the mental visual of a dirty scam holding my two pups over freezing water, it had to be water, nothing else. I couldn't think about fire or chainsaws, they crossed my mind but that wasn't pleasant. I still had to take my sleep so that I clear my head a bit and maybe then I would be able to think straight.

I admit, I wasn't in my right mind, I had to cool off first and be rational. Those child thieves are all the bad words I can think of. But a rational mind could call them better. Rest it was.

Snuggling up with Aiden felt nice, all the time it did. But today I felt mixed snuggling with him didn't feel like the way it is supposed to. I didn't want him to leave me though, just this was enough to keep my mind at some what peace.

I awoke some time later. I don't know how long I had been out for but it was pretty dark. The lamp by the table had been left on so that there was not that much darkness in the room.

I sit up on the bed and a flash of memories string their way in my mind. The way things had turned out. All my heart could do was ache, it hurt so much.

Sitting more for some time looking at nothing in particular. This was not how I imagined things turning out.

I finally get away from the bed, to the bathroom I went, I washed my face and then headed to the massive walk in wardrobe to find something to cover me up. After what felt like forever I finally settled on my pajamas and a heavy fluffy dress robe around my frame.

It must be late, I didn't bother looking at the clock, I was afraid that I was going to drive myself to insanity with very colorful thoughts. No. it was best that I didn't know the time.

The house was dead silent, was Aiden really home? But it must have been very late to be out now. I still looked though.

I started to look for him till I get to the twins room. My heart, it breaks all over again. I sit in the room for a very long time contemplating what was to happen with my life if I was never to find my babies again.

The tears drip from my face like it was a slow fountain. How could a simple minded mother like I react to lost babies? For sure they didn't just wonder off by them selves. They must have been picked or something.

Why had all the bad things always had to happen to me? Why was I in constant misery? All I wanted was to be loved and to love back. Why ws it so difficult for me to just simply live like a normal person, to not be worried about a possibility of losing my pups.

This does it, huge fat tears start dropping from my eyes. I couldn't control my sobs as they got louder and uglier. That's when Aiden came in.

He hugged me from behind, wrapping his strong arms around my body. I look down at his arms and see fur everywhere, looking at my own arms I see the same. Then is hit me, do day was a full moon day.

I sob even louder as if to make everyone in the universe hear me and sympathize with me. I was a moaning my lost pups. If you could take the simple time to come up to my heart and listen, really listen then you would cry along with me.

I wanted my babies back with me all safe and sound. I wanted them in my arms all dry and warm. I couldn't help to think that where ever they were they were cold and hungry.

I was upset, my pups weren't used to having formula baby food, I despised those stuff. I just thought that they were so unnatural and fake. How could you take those stuff with a sane mind and feed them to babies? Or was I just a weird mother?

I'm sure out there they are more paranoid mothers more than I was. I was just a cautious mother that's all. It didn't hurt being a little careful. You never know, your baby might grow hooves with that sick formula food. Fake, that's what I thought of it.

I kept on thinking, torturing myself, putting in scenarios that were highly unlikely, well, I wanted it to be like that. Highly unlikely.

But we all know that psychopaths have imaginative imaginations and so colorful with their methods.

My shoulders start to quake and I am heaving uncontrollably. The sound that comes out of my mouth sounds like that of an injured dog. The whimpers and the whines. I must have been annoying. But Aiden did not dare leave me alone. He held me tighter reassuring me of what we both know could be a murder case to two little pups.

"They were supposed to have their transformation today Aiden" I say in between sobs "they were supposed to be here with us as they go through body changes. Now how am I going to know if it was painful for them, how am I going to reassure them that mommy's got them." I cry even louder, my pitch getting higher and higher.

"Aiden, I don't have them, I betrayed their trust. How will they ever forgive their mother for letting them get kidnapped. Its unforgivable. And I cant help to think what is going to happen to them." "Aiden" I say looking up into his blue intense eyes. "What if we never get to see them again"

Aiden's eyes looked stone cold, I could tell he was thinking about everything I was thinking about. The possibility of finding our sweet precious pups no more is what tore me up more.