Chapter 146
"Everything looks great," Doc says, smiling. "Pup is healthy, and I can tell what it is. Would you like to know?" He looks at the three of us, and I nod yes.
"Yes, please," we say.
"It is a boy," he smiles big, and I start crying happy tears. Tyler kisses our heads, and Jack hugs us. I'm so embarrassed, but fuck if I don't feel loved. Silas chuckles as Tyler and Jack start yelling and celebrating. I sigh as doc cleans off my belly, and I'm helped to sit up. Jordan wipes my cheeks and kisses me.
"I say we need to have a pack and club meeting," Tyler says, getting serious. "It is time I put shit to rest and set rules for how we are going to function in the future. I will not tolerate bullies at all, and if any member feels they can't abide by my rules, they are free to walk." I stare up at Tyler, and he wipes my cheeks, smiling at me.
"I say we should head home. I need to talk with Angie and Jordan." Silas speaks up, and I feel dread over hearing his tone. Once we get to our place, I'm put on the couch with my sour patch kids, and both join me.
"What is wrong?" I jump right to it, fearing the worst.
"Nothing bad...well, I don't think it is bad, but Gavin has been asking about his birth giver. He wants to know if he can start calling Angie mom and you dad Jordan. He mainly wants to know if she is coming back," Silas says.
"I don't mind if he calls me mom. "I'd be honored," I say, smiling.
"I don't mind being his extra daddy," Jordan smiles. "What should we say about her?" he asks, and Silas heaves a sigh. This is a bad part, and I know mentioning her brings back bad memories to us all. Gavin went through abuse. No young child should.
"As for her, I say we tell him she isn't coming back so he can relax," I say softly. Silas sighs.
"I failed that boy; he sits with his head in his hands. Fuck, did I fail him, and did he have to deal with her shit? She put him through so much. "I don't know if I can ever forgive myself, guys," he shudders. I'm sad for him, but I know damn well Gavin loves him no matter what.
"Gavin loves you no matter what, Silas, and all that matters is here and now. She is no longer a concern, and as far as I see it, I'm his mama. I love him. I want him, and I will go to war for him...for any of our pups. We are going to move forward with love and talking so none of our babies feel what we did growing up. Our pups won't ever be abused or trafficked like us," I say sadly. I still dream of abuses and forced sex.
Jordan kisses my head as he sits beside me, and his hand goes to my belly.
"I say we tell him in the morning before you head out to train," Jordan says.
"I'm staying home," Silas says, smiling. "We need family time, and after the pack meeting, we can decide what to do." I smile as he flops on the other side, and we three begin to eat my sour patch kids.
I just want us happy, but many just want shit they can't have. I feel many more will start shit to ruin our mate relationship.