Twin Moon - Chapter 213 - Breaking Hearts
Zelena.
I felt pretty good after Nat left in search of Smith. She found her true love, and I had figured out what had been making her so down. I was so happy for her, and yet selfishly sad for myself. Nat was the first girl that I ever connected with. She is literally my first girlfriend. But now she will be moving away, hours away. I’ll be losing my friend, my sister, and my baby will be losing its aunt. I know I shouldn’t feel like this, I should be overjoyed for her. But I can’t help it. Through all my own selfish sadness, I keep coming back to poor Smith. He’ll be devastated, at first, but I know he’ll be okay eventually. It’s still going to hurt him though, and with him hurting, I’ll be hurting too. Gunner has told me a bit about Smith and his past ways with his many she-wolves, so I can only assume he’ll work himself out. Now that I think about it, Smith and I never really talked about his relationship with Nat. That is a lapse on my part. I have really been a shit friend to him. I remember Nat told me once that she didn’t think he was her forever, I wonder if he feels the same way. I at least hope he feels the same way.
I eventually waddled back downstairs. Tobias was waiting with a freshly made steak sandwich. He’s such a good guardian. I smiled widely as I took the sandwich from the plate and shoved almost half of it into my mouth. The steak was warm and the butter on the bread had melted. I could still taste the blood on the piece of meat. I almost feel guilty. The poor beautiful cows, such sweet, beautiful creatures. Why do they have to taste so damn delicious. Its official, I would never survive as a vegetarian. I took my wonderful sandwich out to the porch swing. I sat down, and unsurprisingly, Tobias sat beside me. He began to swing us gently as I finished off my sandwich. As I was licking the juice that had dripped down my wrist, I noticed Smith walking over to his hut, and Nat standing on his porch waiting. The two sat down on the steps, the same steps where I had my heart to heart with Smith just this morning. I shouldn’t be watching. It feels like an invasion of privacy. But I couldn’t look away.
Nat placed her hand on Smith’s leg and looked at him. Her chest visibly heaved with the large breath she took in. They talked for a little bit, then Smith’s face fell. She was talking animatedly, using her hands a lot, waving them around in front of her. All the while Smith stared straight ahead with a weird sad but neutral look on his face. A little while longer and Nat was crying and trying to pull at Smith’s chin so that he would look at her. Smith stood up abruptly and clenched his fists at his side. I could see him shaking with anger from this far away. He was talking at her now, not talking but also not yelling. If he was yelling, I would hear it. I can’t stand them being angry with each other, hating each other. How do I fix this? I went to stand up, but Tobias gripped my hand and held me on the swing.
“Don’t interfere” he said sternly,
“I have to do something” I snapped back,
“Little one, I understand that you care for each of them, but this is not your place. They have to work it out alone” he said much more softly. Damn him and his wise ways. I looked anxiously back over at Smith and Nat. They were both now standing facing each other and I could only see the sides of their faces. Neither one was talking, and both of them looked upset. They were just standing still, staring at each other. Smith stepped forward and cupped Nat’s face with both of his hands, she gripped onto his shirt and then they stood like that together. Foreheads pressed together, holding onto each other. After a few more minutes, Smith leaned back and pressed his lips to the top of her head. He stroked her hair and then stepped back. She dropped her hands to her sides and watched as he walked away. It was heartbreaking. Nat stood perfectly still, with her heavy chest being her only movement, as Smith’s rigid frame walked off. Nat slowly sat back down on the steps and buried her face in her hands.
“Can I go to her now?” I turned and asked Tobias. I don’t know why I asked. I haven’t really been one to ask permission for anything these days. I just trust his judgment is all. His only answer was a nod of his head. I waddled as fast as I could over to where Nat was sitting. The sounds of her crying grew the closer I got. I leaned my heavy body back and lowered myself onto the step beside her. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and pushed the hair from her face.
“You okay?” I asked her softly. Her crying changed to harsh sobs as she turned on me in a flash. She threw her arms around my neck and ducked her face in under my hair. I could feel her tears hitting my shoulder as she cried.
“Hey, it’s okay. You did what was right. He'll be okay eventually” I said soothingly. Nat sniffed and lifted her head.
“That’s the thing, he is okay” she cried,
“But Nat, why is that bad?” I asked surprised,
“It would have been easier if he just hated me. If he was angry and not so damn understanding”
“Aw, honey, those are all good things though. It means you can still be friends”
“I don’t know if I can be his friend. I still love him, so much, Lena. What if I'm making a mistake. What if Lace isn’t really who I'm meant to be with, and it was really Smith all along. Why couldn’t I just have a True Mate like you, then I would know for sure. I could be blowing up the best thing I've ever had for a chance, a chance that may not even be real. Oh Goddess, what am I doing. I have to fix this”.
“Nat!” I screamed, pulling her from her downward spiral,
“Take a breath” I said with authority. Nat stopped blabbering and took in a slow deep breath, then huffed it out in one quick puff. She looked at me with sad eyes, full of panic. Her bottom lip was shaking and her eyes were brimming with tears.
“You know you are making the right choice. In your heart, you can feel it. It's okay to still love Smith. But you need to follow your heart, and it’s telling you that your future is with Alpha Lace” I told her. She took a shaky breath and nodded her head. I pulled her into my arms for a tight hug. After a minute I pulled back and wiped the tears from her cheek.
“I think there is someone that would really like to hear about your decision” I said with a sweet smile. Nat’s face lifted and a smile crept across her lips.
“Will you come with me?” she asked hopefully,
“Of course, as long as you can lift me off these steps. I'm like a whale these past couple of days” I chuckled and rubbed my belly. Nat jumped to her feet and grabbed my belly and pressed her face into me.
“But you’re so smushy and cute. Hello my sweet little niece, Aunty Nat loves you” she cooed affectionately while rubbing her cheek over my belly. I swatted her away and held my arms out for her to help pull me up.
“You don’t know it’s a girl” I grunted as Nat pulled me to my feet,
“Babe, you’re the daughter of Selene, of course your first born will be a girl” she said with a chuckle, like it was obvious. I looked down at my swollen stomach, I could only just see the tips of my toes now. I rounded my hand over my bump and hummed.
“I hope you’re right” I said quietly. I really do want her to be right. A little girl. It would be wonderful. She will be my mini-me, my best friend. She will have Gunner wrapped around her tiny little finger, and be able to command Tobias and Smith to her will with, nothing more than a chubby cheeked smile.
We walked slowly over to where the Howlers were camped, Nat babbling about all things baby on the way. As we were walking, Nat went dead silent, which is very a strange thing for Nat. I looked up to see her staring ahead. I heard her heartbeat start to race, and I could smell her anxiety. I followed where she was looking and saw Alpha Lace. He must have spotted us as we approached and started walking over to meet us.
“I’m nervous” Nat whispered,
“Don’t be. You'll be fine”. I squeezed her hand and pushed her forward a little. She gave me a stiff nod before she walked over to Alpha Lace. I stopped where I was to give them a little extra space. They had only spoke for a minute when he started yelling.
“Are you kidding?” Alpha Lace yelled happily,
“You’re coming home with me?” he cheered. The sounds of his joyful voice filled the clearing and echoed across the sky. Lace grabbed Nat by her waist and hoisted her into the air, spinning her around above him. Nat laughed and squealed with joy as she held onto his shoulders. The usual stone-cold Alpha Lace with a wide and undeniably happy smile on his face, was surely a sight to behold. Even with his stocky frame and tattooed body, when he looked at Nat, he looked like a puppy with hearts in his eyes. Eventually, Lace lowered her feet back onto the ground. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into him. He then cupped her face and smashed his lips into hers. Nat’s arms went up around his neck as she melted against his body. A tear slid down my cheek as I watch their blossoming love. I was so happy for her. Two arms snaked around my waist and the smell of sunshine filled my nose.
“Looks like she finally got her shit together, ay?” Gunner’s smooth velvety voice whispered into my ear before he pressed his lips to my temple.
“You knew?” I asked him a little surprised,
“It was kind of hard to miss” he chuckled,
“What do you mean?”
“I mean why else would he still be here? Plus, the sickly way they constantly gaze at each other. Not to mention the scents. Goddess, I would gladly burn my nose off if it meant I never had to smell my sisters desire again”.
“I didn’t notice any of that” I said sadly. Gunner knew about their secret passions, but not me. How blind have I been. I have been a worse friend than I thought. I've been neglecting everyone, caught up in my own selfish disaster zone. Gunner’s hands moved down to my stomach, just as the pup gave a mighty kick.
“You’ve been a little busy, my love” he said softly and nuzzled his nose into my neck. He moved his lips over my neck and the top of my shoulder. Butterflies came to life in my stomach and a gentle heat came to life in my nether region. I love how he can make me feel so hot with nothing more than a kiss.