Following Calvin and Gray's previous story- The Shade of Werewolf.
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Months after Calvin marked me, my body began to change. The color of my eyes went from a shade of brown to a sea green, and my body began to burn as it was bei...
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The day after my families funeral, Calvin and I head back home with my little brother.
I thought that after the funeral, the pain would lighten up. However, I was completely wrong. The second I entered the funeral home was the second that everything became so real to me. All of this really happened.
I still cannot believe it, even when I was surrounded with everyone I love- looking at two caskets. Their pictures above each one of them, happily smiling and holding hands.
It tears me apart, because my little brother had no idea what was going on. He would look between Calvin and I with a curious expression on his face; wondering why I was crying.
Even Calvin cried. In front of everyone. The fact that he had done this made it that much harder on me. My family had made such an impact on everyone's lives- and now they're just gone. In the blink of an eye.
I hate that I never got to say goodbye in person- and I hate myself for moving on with my life. They should have moved into a house near us- and lived safely. This should have never of happened.
"Honey," Calvin's soft voice fills my ears as I sit on the bed. I hesitantly look up towards my husband with a sad expression on my face.
We have been home for hours, and all I've done is lock myself in my bedroom to grieve. I pull my knees to my chest and wipe my eyes with the back of my hand.
Calvin holds Liam, who is peacefully sleeping with his head on Calvin's shoulder. The little boy is shirtless, his hair is ruffles and his face is red. Since he's been here, he's cried. Liam was a momma's boy, and was attached to my mother at her hip.
"Will you please come and eat something?" He asks gently, stepping carefully over to the bed and resting Liam on it. The baby's eyes fly open and he begins crying again.
Calvin lets out a sigh and climbs into bed next to him. Pulling the infant close, he plays with his hair and quietly sings a lullaby to him in French.
"Bonne nuit, mon ange C'est l'heure de fermer les yeux Et de mettre ces questions de côté pour un autre jour Je crois savoir ce que tu me demandais Je crois que tu sais ce que j'essayais de dire Je t'ai promis que je ne te quitterais jamais Et tu devrais toujours savoir Que où que tu puisses aller Où que tu sois Je ne serai jamais très loin"
I swallow, hard. Slowly- but surely, Liam falls back to sleep against Calvin's chest. He would make such a great father.
A tear falls down my cheek as he continues his lullaby to the sleeping toddler. Making sure that the boy is asleep, and is going to stay that way until he's well rested.
"Baby I-"
"It's okay, Cal. You didn't do anything wrong." I say softly, wiping my eyes free of any remaining tears.
Calvin goes quiet, but watches my every move. His eyes flicker from me to Liam, and then back to me.
"He's hurting," Cal says softly, running his fingers over the little boy against him.
I knot my eyebrows. "What?" He's too young to understand. Liam is just a baby. He doesn't know any better.
"He's you're little brother, Gray. Your ache is his ache. He's been watching you." Calvin says gently.
"Downstairs earlier, he heard you cry and he tried his best to get up the stairs to see what was wrong-" Calvin looks at Liam once again. "Please don't give up on him." He pleas.
I swallow, hard. Looking between the boys beside me, my heart tears into a million little pieces. The image is bitter sweet. If it weren't under these circumstances, I'd be in love with this.
"Baby I-" I pause and look at Calvin. Does he think that's what I'm going to do? Lose everything? Maybe that's what he did. I don't know.
"Cal I'm not giving up on either of you, I can promise you that much." I assure him, leaning over and pressing a kiss against his forehead.
A sound of satisfaction and relief comes from my mate as he shuts his eyes. He's exhausted- everything that's happened has completely drained him.
Calvin worked so hard to make everything perfect for the funeral, and spent most of the day when we got home setting up a last minute room for Liam.
I wanted to help- but I wouldn't have been very useful. He ended up doing everything on his own- mostly. Benjamin came over, and the both of them assured me that it wasn't a big deal that I wasn't helping.
"Do you want me to move him into his room?" I ask softly, looking down at the two boys. Cal tiredly looks up at me and shakes his head against the idea.
"He can sleep with us, baby." His voice is thick and I know before I started talking he was on the brink of falling asleep. I watch his eyes shut slowly.
Calvin deserves so much more than what he gets. So many people still believe that he's this heartless, get-whatever-he-wants-king. However, that's far from the truth.
Calvin goes out of his way, even when it hurts him, to make other people happy. He has stopped numerous amounts of time to help Benjamin and his family over the past two years I've been with him.
He has worked for what he's got, and when that's threatened- he does get mean. Ruthless even. The man refuses to give up what is his, but will give up his time for someone that needs it.
I'm in love with that. He is so selfless, and always tries to make the best of the worst situation. I wish more people could see him the way I do.
Calvin deserves a family. He deserves to have his kids running to him when he gets home, or have them draw him pictures- and everything in that matter.
However, the only thing going right for him; us, is our undying love. I can't ever stop loving this man, because every day when I wake up next to him- I find something new to love.
I glance over at Calvin's sleeping form. His head resting on Liam's chest, and a arm loosely thrown over him. Calvin's bottom lip is pouted. He looks relaxed, and as if he doesn't have a care in the world.
Quietly, I lean over and give him a butterfly-like kiss on the lips. I rest my head on a pillow and shut my eyes.
"I love you," my voice is so quiet even I can hardly hear it.
"La déesse m'a béni avec l'amour de ma vie, mon petit loup" he whispers back. ___
Lullaby translation :
Goodnight My Angel It's time to close your eyes And put these questions aside for another day I think I know what you were asking me I think you know what I was trying to say I promised you I would never leave you And you should always know Wherever you go Wherever you are I will never be far away
La déesse m'a béni avec l'amour de ma vie, mon petit loup
The goddess blessed me with the love of my life, my little wolf.
