Chapter 388
Chapter 388
I continue rocking on the spot until I could feel Evrin’s grip relaxing, he was finally falling asleep after barely sleeping last night. “So we just wait?” I ask quietly.
“Yes.” Dane nods. “Though I would still prefer for you to stay inside. I do not need Cooper getting his hands on you.”
I smile, “I will just kill him.”
“You won’t be able to if he drugs you first.”
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“Let me take him, you are exhausted.” Dane peels a crying Evrin out of my arms. It’s almost three in the morning and he hasn’t stopped since the sun went down. Nothing soothed him. He is clingy yet doesn’t want to be touched. He couldn’t even stand to be next to his twin. Thankfully, Logan is still fast asleep in the nursery and we had brought Evrin into our room to keep it that way.
“Do you think he is ill?” I was on the brink of crying. It’s heartbreaking when you can’t even help your own child. It’s even worse because I could feel his pain. I just didn’t know where that pain was coming from.
Dane shakes his head at me. “He ate, his nappy was full when I changed him. He doesn’t have a temperature.” He walks back and forth, crading our son like he was a newborn. “I’ve linked Klaus to come and take a look at him.”
“You do think there is something wrong?” My tone is full of worry. I wish it wasn’t, but I couldn’t help it.
“No, but I know you do, so Klaus is coming and he can reassure you.”
He continues to move back and forth but Evrin is relentless. And when I hear that knock on the door, relief floods through my body.
Klaus thoroughly examines my son, and eventually shakes his head at Dane.
“Something has to be wrong.” I snap, pulling Evrin into my arms.
“Physically, he is sound.” Klaus sighs. “He has no temperature, no problems with his joints, no swelling anywhere. I’m sorry, Neah, but whatever this is, it’s not medical. How long has he been crying?”
“Almost six hours.” Dane replies.
“And he hasn’t cried himself to sleep?” Klaus queries
Dane shakes his head and presses his lips into a thin line. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t concerned.
“What about Brax?” I ask impatiently, “Maybe he can see something?”
“Go find him!” Dane orders Klaus.
“No need, I’m right here.” Brax saunters into the room in nothing but a pair of grey joggers. “I was doing some late night training, I’ve been listening to the kid cry for h…..”
He stops and stares at my crying son. A frown slowly creeps onto his face. “He’s the youngest one, right?”
“Yes.”
“Interesting. Remind me, how old you were when you first shifted?”
“I think they said a few days but then I was bound.”
Dane holds a hand up, “Are you saying he is trying to shift?”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying.” He steps towards me. “His bones are trying to crack, the crying is covering the sound. I’m sure you can
remember how painful it was to shift after you were released from your binding? That’s what he is feeling, constant pain as his Lycan tries to push forward.” His hazel eyes flick up to mine. “He’s scared.”
“Scared?” Klaus asks
Brax nods. “I believe so. He’s trying to hold it in.”
“You have to show him Neah.” Dane tells me as Evrins cries continue. He turns to Klaus and Brax. “Leave us.”
Evrin squirms and cries as I hand him back to Dane. I wait for Brax and Klaus to leave and start taking off my clothes. I wasn’t ruining anymore ‘Are we really doing this?’ Nyx mutters
‘I will do anything if it helps our son.”
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I close my eyes and let my Lycan come forward, Feeling every bone crack as they change position. Tufts of hair sprout along my skin as claws pierce the tips of my fingers. I open my eyes as my body
completes the transformation to see Evrin staring at me in silence. The first silence in hours.
His blue eyes are wide as he sits with his back against Dane’s chest, propped up by one of Dane’s arms. I was fully expecting him to scream, but instead, he reaches out with his hands, beckoning for me.
Taking a step towards him, I hear his bones crack. He lets out a quiet whimper as tiny claws appear at the tips of his fingers. A few minutes pass and Dane is holding a small black Lycan instead of a little boy.