Stronger by Ang Chris - Chapter 136
Chapter 136
Annette’s POV:
| was returning to my daily life all of my responsibilities, and my duties came back like riding
a bike. My body was slowly going back at ease | found myself smiling more, and talking more.
Still, the scars remain from everything | still look at over my shoulder. | still second-guess people around me. | didn’t give
everything away and | watched who | spoke in front of. Part of me felt like this was some ugly lesson. | had to learn that not
everybody was good and that dreaming up wonderful fantasies couldn’t protect you. | now saw the world a little darker |
saw that horrible side of people that you want to overlook. That greediness that we all went about our lives sidestepping. If we
didn’t look it in the eyes, it wasn’t there, right?
| still couldn’t talk to Grayson in my mind everything that had come so easily to us now took practice and mindfulness. | found
myself agitated that we had been set back yet again and | was frustrated he couldn’t tell me exactly what | needed.
| knew this was how everybody else lived but | still hated it | wanted my relationship back the one | knew where he never left me,
always there, fingertips brushing infinitely.
We were going to attempt to connect me to seraphine with a moon pool ritual, wolf disconnection wasn’t often heard of and the
elders hadn’t ever performed this ritual. It was unnatural to be separated from your wolf like this. It was heinous.
| felt like everything and changed without me, realizing it | was proud of my husband for allowing all these rogues and his
ingenuity as well as his kindness Grace may still hide it, but he had a big heart.
Still, even this change came with challenges, | found myself entirely jealous of the young girl who had taken in with her brother
she was preparing for her newborn to come into the world. Enviously watching as she prepared her nursery, as folded blankets
that she would wrap him in as she picked out onesies for him to wear she would get to do all those things she would get to see
him in his first learning everything.
| would look over at my son how big he was how to him. | was still a stranger. There were
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days when | couldn’t calm him and Grayson. he knew what he liked what set him at ease. He knew what foods he liked and |
didn’t.
Every time | put a bottle into his mouth, it made my heart hurt. | was supposed to have done this myself and experienced this
together instead, | felt so detached no matter what | did part of him wasn’t mine.
| kept him with me throughout all hours of the day, trying to go over the fact that we had spent so much time apart. Time that was
supposed to be ours, that was supposed to be cherished that was supposed to cement our relationship.
How did he feel about me when he was older? Would there always be this kind of gap between us? He always prefers his father.
| would watch that young innocent who had already gone through something horrible and part of me would hate her because
even though she had survived she still got him she got to be with him right away and she got to enjoy all of those moments.
nobody else would touch.
| didn’t like this part of myself this part that wanted what everybody else had this part that was so frustrated so agonized. It was
childish it was temperamental and | had never been those things naive yes, foolish yes, but never wanting for things that didn’t
belong to me.
| hoped with as much time as | spent with my son, this green beast inside of me would die | would regain my composure and my
sanity. | would act in my head the way | did in public with Grace and understanding. | didn’t like how petulant | thought. How
greedy | was.
| know my problems won’t all be fixed by going into the moon pool and | know Seraphine and | have work to do. Still, | wanted
more of my old self back | wanted that connection. | always had. | wanted my conversations with my husband back.novelbin
| shouldn’t be so selfish | was lucky to be back where | was to be alive | trained and | strived and | pushed to turn back the clock
to get back | had before | went away. One Look at my son and | knew there were some things | couldn’t get back.
The ugliness in myself reared its head. | wanted to kill him for what he had done to me and for what he had taken for me. | want
to watch him die slowly from the moments that had been stripped from us when | was pregnant, and Grayson wasn’t there the
labor | endured
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