The Mighty She-wolf of King novel Chapter 60

Richard was tall and lean. His dark hair pulled back neatly like always had it. His cold stare lingered on the child for a moment before turning to Blake. Blake didn't even notice she stopped breathing until a hic-up excepted her.

The woman beside him lifted her head with a smile planted on her face until it fell onto Blake. Her gray eyes stared back a Blake before they started to tear up. "My moons," the woman whispered.

"Mom," Blake choked as the woman run over to her, embracing her in open arms.

"My baby," she cried back. "Oh, my baby. My beautiful girl," she breathed stepping back and placing her hands on either side of Blake's face. "Look at you?"

"Mom," Blake couldn't get her words until she saw her mother smile from ear to ear with tears just streaming down her face, "I am sorry," she screamed, collapsing onto the floor with her mother still wrapped around her.

"Oh," her mother cried, "none of this is your fault."

"If I didn't. If I just. . . you two would still be-"

"Blake, darling, we never left you. We are so proud of you. Aren't we Richard?"

Blake's Father stood behind his mate and smiled. He took his place beside his daughter, "I wouldn't have been any prouder. Your strong, beautiful, independent, you even have Alpha's wrapped around your fingers."

"And your Beta," her mother added. "You have done so many things for your brother and your pack. My only wish is that I didn't burden you. You have gone through so much, oh my baby," Blake's mother tried not to cry.

Blake tried to collect herself but she didn't know what to say or do until the Moon Goddess walked passed the small family on the floor to the child in the bassinet. "Blake, would you like to meet someone."

Blake's mother immediately got up taking her hand in her daughters, helping her up, "You have to meet her, Blake," she smiled.

"Who?" Blake asked trying to keep her balance after her mother moved surprisingly fast.

Standing at the end of the bassinet, Blake was welcomed by the sight of a sleeping child. The was so small and so fragile looking with her little fists raised beside either side of her head. Blake felt her mother wrap her arm around Blake's shoulder as she said, "Isn't she precious." Blake was going to say 'sure' until she saw her name on a card on the wall of the bassinet.

It read: Blake and Eric Price

"That's my name. Why is my name- what is going on?"

"Meet your daughter, Blake," her mother laughed.

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