Rejected By My Soulmate

RBMS - 19

Chapter 19

7 Months Later...

"Oh no, Beverly. Stay out of that room." My mother warned me; just like what everyone else had been doing today.

"Why?!" I screamed. I mean, really, can't a girl just go to her room and relax or sleep. I mean first, I have no idea why Austin ditched me today... all he said was 'pack business', but oh c'mon; I'm the goddamn Luna, don't I get to know stuff too?

"Sweetie, Austin ordered us specifically to do not let you in." She replied, face emotionless.

"That fucktard is gonna get a piece of me later." I muttered under my breath, as I headed for the kitchen.

Screw sleeping. I need food. Perhaps some ketchup chips, pickles dipped in peanut butter... a nice big deluxe pizza...ew but kind of sounds nice right now. Usually I hate those food products though. Groaning, I heaved myself up and sat on the island that was in the middle of the kitchen. Sure it wasn't really safe but who the hell's gonna stop me.

Rubbing my eyes, I heard a glass cup clink. I opened one eyelid to see Lara pouring her glass of apple juice, as she prepared some milk to reheat for the twins.

"Is the cravings taking over again?" she asked as she swirled the milk that was in Harmony's baby bottle.

I nodded sighing. Sometimes I wish our wolves wouldn't try to take over all the time, and make everything a bit more difficult.

"Just eat what you crave, it's not like it'll last any longer... I mean the babies are gonna come out soon anyways." She said, handing me a bag of chips from the cupboard.

Babies...twins. I'm currently pregnant with twins! In the beginning, I always thought I was only pregnant with one child, but when I went for a checkup a little while after the 'fight', the doctor had informed me and Austin bout my stage of pregnancy, and what would be coming up. I can't even imagine the pain I would have to go through. I had a little talk with Jez after her baby and she was about cussing about even thinking about the pain of giving birth to her Anthony. Since she only had one child, I'm assuming I would go through probably double the amount of pain. Remind me to always get in bed, fully dressed... then Austin won't think of anything again, then there'll be a smaller chance I'd ever get pregnant again. I mean really, I don't want to handle any more than two kids.

"Sometimes I wish life could go back a few years, and everything could just restart and become a happy ending," I huffed, as I ripped the top of the chip bag open. "Want one?" I offered, sticking out the bag to Lara.

She shook her head and smiled, "Keep it to yourself."

"Your loss." I chirped digging in. Man these taste terrible, yet good.

"Yeah... I've said the same to you when I was carrying the twins." She stated grinning.

"I know... Oh do you have any idea what Austin's been doing today?" I asked, swallowing the chip.

She smiled lightly, "I do but I can't tell you his... orders."

"And I order you to tell me!" I screamed. Crap. "No. I'm sorry. I didn't mean-"

"It's alright," she assured me, placing the bottles down to hug me. "I get that you hate not knowing things, but I promise this is something worth waiting for."

"What could possibly-" I was about to continue talking, but then Austin suddenly showed up at the door of the kitchen. "Austin! You ass! What were you doing and what secret are you keeping from me!?"

He smirked at me running his thumb over my lips. "Not telling."

"Why?" I asked pouting.

After totally forgetting that Lara was still in the kitchen, I heard her giggle and walk out with the baby bottles to feed the twins.