#1 Lycan (Process of being Edited and Published)

Chapter 19

"Yeah right." He says.

"When is my birthday?"

"September 1st." He says, "Babe I am smart."

"Really? Name all of my siblings. Oldest to youngest."

"Okay, okay. Oldest is Logan who is thirty five , then Lucas who is thirty, Ryker who is twenty three, and then River, who is twenty three." He says.

"Wrong." I say.

"HOW!" He asks.

"It goes Logan, who is thirty five, LILITH who is thirty five, Lucas who is thirty, RIVER who is twenty three, and THEN Ryker who is twenty three."

"Okay so I messed up the twins, but how is my sister your sister?"

"She is married to my older brother." I say, "She is my sister in law."

"Whatever." He says, "She doesn't count."

"Your sister doesn't count? Funny." I say, smirking.

"Whatever." He says.

"Somebody is being a Mr. Grumpy Alpha." I tease.

"Honestly Zelda, for someone who is thirty four, you still act like the eighteen year old that I met."

"And for someone who is thirty nine, you sure act over a thousand and thirty nine years old." I say.

"That doesn't make sense, I wasn't even a thousand and thirty nine when I met you.

"Yeah, but that's older than thirty four and thirty nine." I say.

"Whatever." He laughs, as my phone rings, "Where is your phone?"

"The bag." I say, as he hands me my phone and I answer, "Addy? What's wrong?"

"Lulu is having one of her breakdowns."

"Put Luciana on the phone." I say, as I hear shouts. Jeremiah takes Theo as I sit up.

"Hi m-mom." I hear her cry.

"Luci, what's the matter?"

"I-I d-don't k-know." She cries.

"Honey, did you look at the photo?" I ask, looking at Jer with sad eyes.

"Y-Yes." She whimpers.

"Honey, we told you not to look at it."

"I-I'm sorry." She says.

"I'm not mad."

"You s-should be. I killed her."

"Honey, it was an accident."

"NO IT WASN'T!" She screams.

"Luciana Willow-Rose Davis-Throndsen. You do not scream at me."

"I'm sorry." She mutters.

"It's fine." I say, "Just take a few deep breaths. In one, two, three. Out two, three."

"Okay." She says, as I hear her breathe.

"Better?"

"Yeah." She smiles, "And mom?"

"What's up?"

"Why is my name so long?" She asks teasingly.

"Don't make me go there." I laugh.

"Okay," She chuckles, "Well, you get some rest. We'll see you when you come home."

"Thank you honey." I say, smiling.

"Love you."

"Love you too." I say, before hanging up.