Chapter 64
64 – No Kissing
Madeline:
Once we got to my suite, as expected, Elgin and Baxter were playing with the kids, and the kids seemed to be enjoying it.
Honestly, I hadn’t expected anything less from Elgin. I knew he was good with kids.
The surprise came when I saw Baxter trying to talk and play with them.
He wasn’t usually that kind of guy, or at least he hadn’t been in the past.
“You two need to stop hanging around here. Go fix your relationships,” Graham told them firmly.
The two looked at him, their expressions suggesting they knew his own relationship with Kaylee was on shaky ground.
“Where have you two been?” Elgin asked, looking at me and Graham.
“We were in the lobby, talking about the case,” Graham replied while I stayed quiet.
My mind was filled with countless thoughts, one of them being that if Baxter really had a crush on me, why did he treat me that way?
“Are you sure that’s what you two have been doing?” Elgin questioned as I walked away, feeling tired.
“Okay, kids, let’s go. I’ll put you to sleep. It’s nap time, okay?” I told them, gently patting Elara’s back as she tried to get up.
“It’s okay, leave it. I’ll clean it,” I said when I saw them trying to pick up their toys.
They always did, but sometimes I just let them go take a nap.
It was already past their nap time, and I knew if they didn’t go to bed soon, they would become cranky.
Then it would be much harder for me to put them to sleep later.
“We’ll also just leave then,” Elgin said awkwardly as he stood
I only gave them a nod before turning to walk away.
That was when Elara held my hand and asked something that stopped everyone in their tracks.
“Mommy, why can’t you marry Uncle Baxter p>
As the words left her lips, everyone froze and looked at her,
Bodhi seemed to be nodding his head, and Gina looked as if she agreed with the question.
I glanced at my children, then lifted my gaze toward the others.
Baxter appeared surprised, probably because he’d never gotten along with the kids.
Yet today, my daughter seemed truly fascinated with him.
And then there was Elgin. He looked offended. Graham, on the other hand, clearly wasn’t pleased.
“Because Mommy is already married, remember?” I said softly, touching my child’s chin before leading her back
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to the room.
Once we were inside and I was tucking them in, I told my children not to mention such things again.
As they drifted to sleep, I hesitated to go back out, afraid of being confronted.
I didn’t want that kind of conversation to happen.
When I finally found the courage to leave, I saw they were just heading out.
I guessed they had waited for a while and finally realized I wasn’t coming out, so they decided to leave.
But not before Elgin had a word with Baxter, and I heard it too.
“You need to stop spending so much time around the kids. It’s not really fair,” he complained.
“I didn’t do anything. And please don’t ruin the moment for me. It’s the first time the children have looked up to me,” Baxter replied.
He didn’t sound as if he was mocking his friend.
The fact that he was genuinely happy made me feel full inside.
The men who never wanted the children were now competing for their attention.
I didn’t want them to do it for me, but seeing them care so much for the kids meant a lot.
With the sickness and everything going on, I only wanted my children to be safe.
And from the way things looked, their father seemed ready to do anything for them.
After they left, I changed into blue jeans and a pink top, tied my hair into a neat braid, and told Nina to go rest.
I still had some work to do.
I sat at the table, staring at the files.
Both Graham’s and my accounts showed that someone was behind the sickness.
I wrote down my thoughts, tapping the pen lightly against the paper.
Why would someone want to hurt children?
And who was that man?
Earlier, I had grabbed some books from the library on my way back, so I started going through them.
They focused mainly on werewolves with special powers, especially those connected to fire, since it was rare for a werewolf to have any magical ability.
That part had stayed in my mind.
As I flipped through the pages, I learned that the earliest tribes, the first ancestors of werewolves, had powers too.
They weren’t just werewolves.
There had once been a single tribe with the power of fire, but it was believed to have died out long ago.
I guessed he might be the last one left.
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Then I came across some old
about that tribe.
It was said they used to feed on a stay young or to survive.
That part made sense. But who
dfois man, and why had they offered him the children?
I eventually fell asleep while working on the files and woke up to the sound of my suite door slamming.
I sat up in the chair and rushed outside, looking around.
Then I noticed the door to my children’s room was slightly open, and panic set in.
I ran toward it to check on the kids, my mind filled with frightening thoughts.
The moment I pushed the door open and rushed inside, those thoughts became real.
The children were gone. I gasped, spun around, and ran back to the living room.
“My kids are missing!” I screamed, trying to get Nina’s attention, but she didn’t respond.
I looked everywhere, panic rising in me.
When I opened the door leading out of the suite, the place beyond looked completely different.
That was when my breath began to hitch, then a hand touched my shoulder, snapping me awake.
I gasped, realizing it had all been a nightmare.
“It’s alright, you’re fine. Your kids are fine,” Graham said, patting my shoulder.
It seemed I had been calling for my children in my sleep.
“Just relax, okay?” he added, placing his hand on my back and gently rubbing it.
That touch felt different, and I was right.
The moment he leaned closer, I jumped up and pulled away.
“No, Graham, I don’t have feelings for you,” I blurted out, the words leaving my mouth before I could stop them.
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