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Iris
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Once we’re alone, I turn to Miles. He’s already back to being his usual smiley self, happily eating his sandwich and munching on his apple slices. The sight makes the ice around my heart melt just a little, and I ruffle his hair as ! move past him.
I pour him a glass of milk, then one for myself just because, and take a seat next to him. He picks up the cup with both hands and takes a hearty chug before he returns to his sandwich.
“You sure you’re okay, little wolf?” I ask softly, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. “I’m sorry I left you with that mean lady. I won’t do it again.”
Miles shrugs. “It’s not your fault.”
I bite my lip, not feeling so sure about that. It sort of was my fault, in a way. Deep down, no matter how much I try to convince myself otherwise, I know that I really went to that event tonight for more than just networking. I went because I knew that Selina and Arthur would be there, and I was being… vindictive. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have left my son at all.
Still, it feels like fate that I left early. If I had stayed through until the end of the event, Milesmight have fallen asleep right there at the table, left alone with an adult who was supposed to be caring for him–not forcing her draconian rules onto a five year old.
“Well, I’m still sorry,” I say softly, squeezing his shoulder. With a cherry on top.”
Miles swallows another gulp of his sandwich and looks up at me with a toothy grin. His little smile makes me smile, too, and I relax slightly in my chair, bolstered by his presence.
It’s not long before Mrs. White trudges back down the stairs, her glare as hateful as ever as she rounds the corner. She’s got a duffle bag in hand and is wearing her coat.
“Incredible,” she hisses, shaking her head as she brushes past. “Our werewolf youths deserve better.”
“Again, he’s not a werewolf,” I call after her. “He’s a human, and you’re a-“I cut myself off, choosing not to say asshole in front of Miles, even though I really want to.
The ex–nanny gives me an amused look from the foyer. “Keep telling yourself that,” she says before storming out. The door slams shut behind her, leaving me more confused than before.
I can’t help but glance at Miles, curious. When I was pregnant with him, the doctor said that he was 100% human, that the werewolf gene hadn’t been passed onto him. And so far, he hasn’t shown any signs of having a wolf.
Most werewolves don’t see their wolves emerge until puberty, but still. If he were a werewolf, I’d see more signs by now. He hasn’t shown any–no special abilities, no claws or fangs, nothing.
Still, out of curiosity, I rest my chin on my hand and look at him. “Miles, do you ever feel like you might have a wolf?”
He glances up at me, his cheeks stuffed with the last bit of His sandwich. He just shrugs, his mouth too full to speak, and I brush it off. Mrs. White didn’t have a fucking clue. I think I know my own son better than she does.
After Miles has finished his sandwich, I take him to bed, helping him change into his pajamas and tucking him in. Just as I’m moving to leave, he catches my hand. “Can you sing me a lullaby, Mommy?”
The innocent request warms my heart, and I nod, perching on the edge of the bed. Slowly, gently, I hum the soothing tune of a familiar lullaby. Miles, comforted by the sound of my voice, begins to drift off almost right
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I watch him, still humming and gently stroking his d
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“Iris,” he says, his eyes fixed on the image, “we need to talk.”
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