Chapter 145

When Emily got back I had a nice Greek salad and bruschetta ready for lunch. Emily opened a light white wine to have with it.

You’re an amazing cook Nancy; this is a perfect lunch." Emily said.

"Thank you. I don't get to use my skills much anymore. I miss the restaurant but I'm also happy being Luna and Tyson wife and now the mother of triplets."

"Christmas dinner was amazing I know the cooks took alot of tips from you. It was so nice that you did that." Emily said.

"It was nothing I enjoyed it a lot, as I said not something I get to often enough. At home Tyson cooks for me." I said getting a lump in my throat and a tear rolled down my cheek.

"Nancy, what is wrong?" Emily asked putting her hand on mine. I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"Sorry, I just was thinking of the kitchen Tyson built for me that we lost. I never got to really use it because he was always cooking for me. He is a really great cook."

"What kind of kitchen did he built?" Emily asked.

"The most amazing chefs’ kitchen any chef would die to have. It had everything any chef could ever need." I said.

"Sounds perfect, they can rebuild it though right?" Emily asked.

"Yes, and it can be exactly the same, but it is not the same. When Tyson and I were apart for five years he built that kitchen laid every tile, every floorboard. He did it all himself for me." Emily squeezed my hand.

"I'm sorry Nancy, I understand now what you are saying." She said.

"Sorry, nothing we can do about it I never realized how much it meant to me. Silly it was just a kitchen." I said shaking off the blues.

"Nancy, it was a labor of love done by your mate for you. I would be in tears too. Don't bottle up your emotions it is not good for you." Emily said getting up and going to get the coffee pot.  Tyson came into the room and walked over to where I was sitting. He pulled me up out of the chair I was sitting in and hugged me.

"I love you," he said. Then let me go. I sat back down in my chair. Emily passed him a cup of coffee then passed me one.

I'm going to go help mom, they just got here we will talk again soon." Emily said as she quickly left.  Leaving just Tyson and myself at the table.

"Nancy, I never realized the kitchen meant so much to you." Tyson said taking her hand.

"It was the love you put into making it for me every tile you placed every brick you laid. It meant something. I told him.

"I'm sorry this happened; we will have a nice home when we get home." Tyson said.

"Tyson, I have an Idea, call dad and tell them just to do the foundation only." I told him.

"What are you getting at beautiful?" Tyson asked confused. I took both his hands.

"When we go home, we can live in the pack house form a bit and the two of us can rebuild our home together side by side." I suggested. Tyson looked at me trying to figure out if I was being serious.

"If that is what you want I will call in the morning and tell your dad and Jaxson. But only if your really sure." Tyson said.

"I'm one hundred percent sure Tyson." I told him. So, It was decided we would rebuild our home together. The triplets started to fuss and i went to make bottles while Ginger and Tyson went to do diaper duty.

ZOYA'S POV

Sasha, Quin and I had just practiced how to use our symbols on our hands as weapons. I had hoped that I would never have to go into this part of our abilities, but I was now not left any choice.

"Grandmother would you have ever shown us this if this threat had not happened?" Sasha asked.

"No, it is an evil part of who we are Sasha, we represent love, family, and togetherness. We defend what us ours. This part of us I do not like. " I told her.

"Grandmother just because you don't like it, does not mean we should not know. What if we used it by accident and hurt someone not knowing how to control it. You can't pick what we know and don't know." Sasha said.

"I guess your right, Sasha but I don’t always remember everything either." I told her.

"We know Grandmother, that is not your fault. You do know we love you?" Sasha said.

"Don't get all mushy, we have a man to kill some how, before he can hurt my family." I said.

"Grandmother why don't you go rest; I will come get you for lunch " Sasha said.

I nodded and got up and went down the hall to my room in Sasha's home.

SASHA'S POV

After Grandmother went to lay down I called in Morgan and Bre. I did not care what Grandmother said we were going to need help. Morgan brought in a bunch of articles she had printed about this guy. Quin got us coffee as we waited for Morgan to tell us what she found out. When Quin sat down Morgan set out two sets of files on the table.

"We have here what Dr. William Tarence want the world to see him as in this pile. The second pile are files on him from the convent and the council."  Morgan told us. Having a drink of her coffee before continuing.

"To the humans he is a well-known doctor who has cured many ailments. He runs in high circles. He is very wealthy and his home is extremely guarded. But he has made a name for himself in our world, he is a voodoo priest of the highest ranking, most are afraid to cross paths with him. He has been reprimanded by the council several times. The last tome being five years ago when he tried to take over a large covenant of vampires and lost because council members and special police found out about it. He spent the last five years locked up in a high security prison for the criminally insane.

During his time there he ranted about a girl named Zoya and when he found her then no one could stop him. " Morgan showed us news paper clipping and other documents to support what she just told us.

"Why was he released if he was making threats?" I asked.

"All I can figure out when it came close to being the end of his sentence he acted like he was a changed man. That time served was punishment enough. He as been a model citizen since as far as people can tell." Morgan said. I was not buying this Grandmother said if those things were here he was.

"We have to contact he special police right away then and tell them he is here and after Grandmother." I said.