Chapter 114
Maddox
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After I walk out of the building, I close the link with Dagmar and Julian. Then I let Rico know that I am going for a run, that I need to clear my head and that I will see them at lunch..
I walk to the nearest tree line and strip down. After putting my clothes behind a tree, I let Cole take over and he starts running. I can tell he is happy to be out, but that he wishes that Dagmar was with us.
As Cole runs through the forest, I settle back in his mind and let everything pass that has happened since we got here. And the one thing I keep coming back to Dagmar’s confession.
She feels the same as I do and that excites me more than I thought it would. Then Cole tells me he is heading back, because he is missing Dagmar and needs her close to him.
I nod at him and then I remember what had happened that morning. Damn, I really have to apologize to her, but I am not sure how, just yet.
As we rel
get closer to the tree where I hid my clothes, I see a small field with Camellia’s in Dagmar’s favorite – color; fight pink spreading out to deep pink on the edges.
Cole stops immediately and gives me back control, I pick a handful of the flowers, I put my clothes on and head back to the house.
As I turn the corner, I see Dagmar putting her phone away and I wonder to whom she has been talking. She has not seen me yet, so I stay where I am standing and watch her climb the steps up to the house.
I quickly follow her and in the hallway, I sneak up on her. I put the flowers in front of her and tell her I’m sorry for what I did that morning.
Then she turns to me with a smile on her face and as she looks up at me, I see unshed tears in her eyes. “Babygirl, what is it, did I do something wrong?” I ask her softly. She shakes her head and then looks at the Camellia’s in her hand.
“These were my Mom’s favorite flowers. She had planted them all over our territory. And only in this color, no other color was perfect enough according to her.”
Dagmar
Looking at the Camellia’s, I wonder where he found them. Thinking back, I remember planting these with Mom where ever she thought they could thrive.
Wherever you looked, you could see the Camellia’s bloom and Mom was right about the color, this was the perfect color. I look up at Maddox and I know that I have forgiven him.”
I get on my tiptoes and put my free hand around his neck. Pulling him down, I lock our lips and I feel his hands slip around my waist. He pulls me closer to his body and I start to feel hot all over my body.
After a little while I break off the kiss because I have to catch my breath. “Thank you.” I whisper against his lips, and I feel him smile.
Then I hear a gasp behind us, and I turn in Maddox’s arms to see who it is. My eyes meet Uncle James his eyes and I can see that he is looking at my flowers. “Where did they come from?” He asks and looks from
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Maddox tells him that he had gone for a run and that on the way back he had found a small field of them. And that he had known that they were my favorite flowers, so he had decided to pick some because he had to apologize to me,
After he describes where the location was, I realize that that was the small field behind our Pack–house where Mom and I had planted them.
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As I explain where I found them, I see a glazed look in Dagmar’s eyes as if she is miles away years away. I feel that she is starting to shake, and an old familiar feeling washes over me.
She is about to sub come to memories and I remember what would happen every time all those years ago. I lift her up bridal style and run up the stairs, taking them two at a time.
James knows what will happen and he calls after me to take care of her. Even though he knows that I always have and always will take care of my Babygirl. As I enter my room, I hear her sobs and I know it will get worse before it will stop.
I sit down on the bed and pull her closer. Cole is howling and he wants to come out to comfort her. After making sure he can control himself, I let him take over and I know it is best for both of them.
Cole was always the one to comfort her the most, I would be in control as it started and ended. But he was the one holding her most of the time and whispering sweet nothings in her ear.
He had been very overprotective of her from the start and thinking about that something finally made sense to me. When we had arrived at James’s old Pack, we were introduced to his brother and sister–in–law,
Then James had asked where the girls were and as soon as I had laid eyes on Dagmar, Cole had started to show over–protectiveness towards the little girl.
At dinner that night Gina had leaned into me and had said that I would be an amazing Father one day. I had smiled at her and had told her that for the time being it was fine the way things were.
But now I realize she must have known then that she was pregnant and now the glimmer of sadness on her face made sense. “My god, I hope she didn’t think I would have been unhappy with our pup.” I mutter to Cole.
Cole’s response surprises me “Emma says that Gina knew you didn’t mean to upset her. That she knew you were a little scared to become a Father so fast.” I ask him how Emma knows this, and he tells me that Dagmar had overheard a conversation between Gina and her Mom.
I process what Cole just told me and I think Gina was spot on when it came to my feelings towards. fatherhood. My own father had been an asshole and he had been violent, not only to his Mate but also to his children. ”
He had ruled our family even harder than our Pack. We all had gotten a beating more than once and it was never because we did something wrong. It was always because we did not measure up to his expectations.
His perception of who we should be, of what we should do, of how we should treat our Pack was downright ludicrous. None of us agreed with his ideas or with his way of leading the Pack.
Then one day he had gone too far, my Mother had had enough of the beatings and the name–calling. My mother had told him she was done with him and all he did was laugh.
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wolfsbane into her heart. By the time my siblings and got there, my Father was on the brink of death already..
I did not feel sorry at all, and I knew my siblings were not sorry for him either. We only regretted that it was at our Mother’s expense. And because of my Father we all had our doubts about parenthood.
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