Twin Moon - Chapter 260 - Do You Love Her?
Zelena.
A little while later, it was time to feed the twins. Gunner sat on the floor with B. on his lap, holding a bottle up to his mouth, while I sat right in front of him, doing the same with G. We laughed at the little snorting sounds they both made as they drank hungrily from the bottles. I was filling Gunner in on Nat and Alpha Lace, and how she was helping with the pack while I was still pregnant. And that she was itching to get back to Howlers, and to him. I teased that she could be having her own pup soon, which Gunner refused to hear. He said it was gross and that he didn’t want to talk about his little sister's sex life. It only made me laugh how silly was being about it. Weres have sex, a lot of sex, even his sister. I was laughing and teasing him, when B. made a grotesque snorted rumbling sound when the nipple of the bottle fell out of his mouth. I laughed along with Gunner as he manoeuvred it back inside B’s wide open mouth.
“You never wanted to breastfeed?” Gunner asked, catching me by surprise. I blanked, opening and closing my mouth like a fish, trying to think of an answer. I have been trying to avoid telling him about the part where I had shut down for Goddess knows how long. I don’t want to hurt or upset him. If he knew how sick I got, how close I was to hurting the twins, he’d be devastated. It wasn’t his fault, not in the slightest. He had to go, to get rid of the darkness. But since finding him, I haven’t been without him for more than a couple of hours. Not including that whole kidnap scenario. We can just forget about that horrible ordeal. We knew I was going to not be one hundred percent okay with him being gone, but not even I expected to get as bad as I did. I don’t think anyone could have anticipated it. Even so, I know that Gunner will still blame himself for it.
“Of course I wanted to breastfeed” I answered quickly. Gunner was quietly watching me, waiting for the rest of my answer. I could feel the panic rising in my belly.
“But you can see how much that little buddha eats, I couldn’t make enough milk to feed just him, let alone the both of them at the same time” I blurted out with an awkward chuckle. I watched Gunner, waiting to see if he bought it. I mean, it’s not a lie. I couldn’t produce the milk to feed them, I just didn’t go into why I couldn’t do it.
“Makes sense, this boy can eat” Gunner chuckled and patted his round little belly. I huffed out a strained breath and forced a chuckle, agreeing with him.
“Are you alright?” Gunner asked, looking back up at me,
“I’m good, why?” I shot back,
“You just seem nervous or worried. With all the hormones still sweeping through you, it's hard to get a read on your feelings” he said with a shrug.
“Are you trying to read me?” I asked with a fake look of suspicion on my face. He laughed and shrugged.
“I’m always trying to read you, my love” he smiled warmly at me. My heart fluttered and I filled with a warm happiness, before it disappeared just as quickly. The unanswered questions were starting to scream inside my brain.
“I’m okay, just tired I think” I told him with a half smile,
“You can go and have a sleep, I'll look after them” he said happily. I scratched the back of my neck and hummed.
“Well, actually, I was hoping we could talk a little more” I said. I've been waiting to ask him about Aurora, I just wanted him to have some baby time first.
“About Whiskey?” he asked, like he already knew.
“Aurora, her name is Aurora” I said annoyed.
“I understand that is what your parents named her, and when she is ready to be called that, I'm all for it. But you heard her. She wants to be called Whiskey, it’s the only name she’s known for Goddess knows how long” Gunner said defensively. It bothered me a little at how protective he was being over her. What has brought on these defensive feelings.
“You seem to really care about her” I quipped out before realising I said it,
“That’s because I do” he answered without hesitation. I pressed my lips together to force myself not to say anything else. A low growl bubbled in my chest, working its way up, until it slipped from my mouth. Gunner snapped his eyes up away from B. and looked at me in question.
“What was that for?” he asked surprised,
“Nothing” I grunted back,
“Are you jealous?” he asked, quirking his brow. I didn’t answer, just glared down at the bottle in my hands. G’s little arms flailed around while she drank enthusiastically from the bottle.
“Zelena?” Gunner called, trying to regain my attention.
“Is that what’s been bothering you, you’re jealous of your sister?” Gunner asked. He sounded like he was accusing me of some terrible thing. The way he asked, the way his tone rose, he made it sound like I was being ridiculous. I think I'm entitled to be worried. He was prancing around the countryside with a woman that looks exactly like me. All the while I was at home birthing his children. I get that my body isn’t as tight and firm as it was before. My boobs hang a little lower now and the skin on my belly is still kind of flabby. I know that don’t I look as good as I did, but that’s no reason for him to cheat on me, is it? If that’s what he even did. Maybe he just thinks I'm too gross now. Aurora has muscles in places I didn’t know girls could have muscles. Her lean figure is muscular and healthy, no flabby skin or saggy boobs in sight. I can see why he’d want her over me.
“Zee, calm down, I can smell your jealousy and sadness. What's brought this on?” Gunner asked urgently. He leaned forward and placed his hand on my knee. A loan tear rolled down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away before pushing his hand off me.
“Zee, talk to me, please” he pleaded.
“Do you love her?” I asked softly, so softly that he probably couldn’t even hear me,
“Excuse me?” he snorted. I looked up at him and sighed. He stared back at me with astonishment.
“Do you love her?” I asked again,
“I... I... I don’t know how to answer that” Gunner stumbled over his words. His dismissal sent me tumbling off my happy little cloud. It was like a knife through my heart. He didn’t deny it, he didn’t even try to deny it. What am I meant to think.
“That was answer enough” I said sadly and stood up. I shifted G. in my arms, which meant the bottle came out of her mouth. She didn’t hesitate and screamed her little heart out for the four seconds it took me to put it back in her mouth.
“Hold up” Gunner grunted and stood up too,
“Where are you going?” he asked as he stepped in front of the door.
“Away” I answered and tried to push past him.
“Hold the fuck up, what just happened?” he snapped,
“I won't leave, not without my kids, if that’s what you were thinking” I said angrily.
“Leave? Why are you leaving, where are you going?” Gunner asked, his voice rising as he became more agitated.
“You can have your house back. Though I may have accidently destroyed your room, I won’t stay in here and be in your way” I told him, ignoring his questions. My heart felt like a dried up piece of beef. The pain was excruciating. But I wasn’t about to beg him to be with me, not if he didn’t want to be. I went to open the door, when he slammed it closed again.
“What the fuck is going on?” he yelled. The sound frightened B. and he started wailing. The sound of his crying made G. start crying too. I stepped back away from Gunner, rocking G. in my arms and trying to get her to take the bottle again. The door handle rattled as someone on the outside was trying to push it open, only Gunner’s hand was still holding it. Gunner was breathing heavily, the stench of his anger and confusion filled the room. He stepped away from the door and Roe rushed in, with a worried look on her face.
“What’s going on?” she asked urgently, looking down at both the babies in each of our arms.
“I have no fucking idea” Gunner spat,
“Don’t you use that kind of language in front of my grand-pups" she scolded and grabbed the crying B. from his arms. She turned to me and her angry eyes softened, I handed her G. and then she left us alone in the nursery. We stood in front of each other silently. Gunner breathing harshly, trying to calm down, and me quietly falling apart and trying not to cry. I don’t want to face this rejection by myself. I want Tobias. He would have usually sensed my distress by now and come running. Where is he?
“What’s going on Zee, why are you saying all this crap about leaving and giving me my house back?” Gunner demanded, stepping closer to me. I stepped back, so that my back was against the wall. Gunner took another step forward so that he was only inches away from me. I could feel the warmth of his skin, I could smell that usual scent of warm sunshine, mixed with his sadness, confusion and anger. He reached out and took my hand, the sparks that I love so much shot across my skin. I'll miss this.
“Talk to me, please” Gunner said softly. I took a deep breath and looked up into his pained eyes. The crystal blue orbs shone with questions.
“You love her” I said sadly, emphasizing the word ‘her’.
“I love you” he said back quickly, putting more emphasis on the ‘you’.
“But you love her too. I won't stand in your way. Not if it's her that you want” I told him, using all the strength and resolve I could muster to make myself sound sure.
“Oh, Zelena” Gunner said softly.
“That’s what this is all about?” he said as he grabbed my chin to lift my face.
“I could never love anyone like I love you” he said earnestly.
“But when I asked you...” I started to argue, but Gunner cut me off,
“I love you, only you. You are my True Mate, my only Mate. You're all I could ever want and need. You are everything to me”
“But you...” I started. Gunner placed his finger over my mouth and shook his head.
“Let me finish. You asked me if I love her, the short answer is yes” Gunner said with certainty. The moment the words left his mouth my heart ached.
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