Game of Destiny by Dripping Creativity novel Chapter 148

I made sure Amie was seated between me and my aunt as we sat down to have dinner. The tension was clear and Sarah looked at me like I was a monster. In her world, I probably was. Amie, my aunt and mother tried their best to keep a conversation going. They stayed away from anything that had to do with my brother, with Amie being pregnant and with the council, which didn’t leave much. Sarah and I mostly stayed silent. It seems that she was afraid at least to me. As for me, I was trying to deal with my emotions that were popping up like pimples on a teenager. It was clear how close my mother was with Sarah. She protected her and was constantly checking on her. Apparently I wasn’t as over the favouritism of my brother, and in extension, his mate as I had thought. Because it rubbed me the wrong way how close my mother was with Sarah, and she hadn’t even taken time to congratulate me and Amie on having a pup. Or bothered to reach out to Amie to talk at all in the year we had been mated. The next thing that irritated me to no end was how we were expected to ignore the fact Amie was pregnant. No one had mentioned it. Not even in passing. It made me feel like my pup was unimportant, that the life mie and I had created was no big deal. When in reality it was everything. It was one of the biggest miracles and gifts I had ever received. When I felt myself almost reaching the boiling point, Amie smiled at me and leaned in and kissed my cheek. I couldn’t help myself but to smile back. I felt my anger diminish to a simmering stew.

“Amie this fish is amazing,” My mother said and plated some more of it to Sarah.

“You know how to cook?” my mother asked me, unable to hide her surprise.

“When I mated it seemed like a reasonable skill to learn. Amie and I always wanted a family and I knew I had to do my part. I can’t just expect Amie to cook all the time. It has already come in handy. There are days when the little one takes more of Amie’s energy than usual,” I said, placing my hand on Amie’s bump. I wasn’t going to play by their rules. “It’s nice to be able to spend those afternoons at home. ‘I can make sure she takes a nap while I make us dinner.”

“He is spoiling me,” Amie told them. “He even asked my mom to teach him to make some of my favourite childhood dishes.” I just kissed her hair. Spoling Amie was my favourite pastime. My mother looked at me like she didn’t know who I was. In a way

din’t. Saa looked at me with big eyes. After that, the conversation flowed a little better. I had an easier time to keep my ons

under control. I could feel Amie was holding something back, I just didn’t know if it was for my sake or because of something else. It was a big relief when the dinner was over and my aunt took my mother and Sara back to the pack house. I pulled Amie into my arms and kissed her. After the kiss she let go of her feelings and to my astonishment, it was anger she had been holding back. White hot blazing anger. I just stared at her for a long time.

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