The Dark Thrall Mating Olivia

Chapter

Thirteen

It made me think about the two men from the diner yesterday and the dream that I'd had about them. I looked over at Everly, watching her lift up onto her hands and knees and rock back and forth. She would be crawling soon, then walking, and soon running.

"What do you think, Everly?" I asked and she lifted her head, looking up at me with her wide brown eyes. "Should mommy call the handsome dragons?"

I sat the jeans down into their pile, sliding to the floor so that I lay next to her. "You think it's time for mommy to get back out there?"

She gurgled, laying down on her stomach and rolling onto her back to look up at me. Her hand came up to tug at my shirt now that I was at her level. I brushed my fingers through her hair, pulling her close so I could kiss her sweet, chubby cheeks.

I wanted to call them, but what would they think about being with someone with a kid? Would that scare them away? I wasn't going to hide her from them. Everly was my whole life and one day I wanted a few more children.

Would that be something that those dragons would want to?

I knew how dragons could be. What if they wanted me, but couldn't accept my daughter? We were a package deal. If we did go on a date, that would be one of the first things that I would be telling them. It was best to just get that out of the way early.

To make sure none of us developed feelings for the other if nothing was going to come of it. I wouldn't be having a one-night stand with them, no matter how much my body screamed at me that I could do that.

I knew my wolf and I couldn't without growing attached. We had already been hurt so badly before and I didn't want that to happen to us again. Or to Everly.

I tickled Everly and she let out a deep belly laugh. "I think mommy will call those dragons. Maybe we can go to the park after I do? How does a walk and some swing time sound? Mommy needs to get in better shape. Maybe mommy will pull out the jogging stroller and we can run?" Kissing Everly's nose, I pushed myself up to stand. Picking up the first pile of clothing, I took them past the kitchen and into the little laundry room. I was thankful for the washing machine and dryer. I could only imagine how much of a pain it would be to have to lug my laundry and Everly to the laundromat.

I put the clothing into the washer before adding some of the floral-scented detergent in and starting the washer. I closed the lid, turning back to the kitchen and making my way to the living

room.

My phone chimed from the bedroom. I looked over at Everly, making sure that she was still happy. She had moved on to banging her toys together and creating her own brand of what I liked to call chaos music.

I walked over to my bedroom, picking up my phone off the bed and looking at the screen. Sucking my bottom lip between my teeth, I worried the flesh as I swiped open the screen, looking at the missed call.

Alpha Micheal's name flashed across my screen.

What could he want? I liked him well enough, he was a lot like his father. The previous beta of

our pack, Eli. Normally, the title Alpha would fall to the oldest child born from our previous alpha. But none of Drake's daughters had shifted into wolves.

No, they had been dragons. I had grown up with them until they had left the pack to find mates of their own.

It made sense to me that Micheal would take over. He was so much like his father, who was an alpha in his own right. It helped that Micheal had been raised by some very powerful creatures, he was a good alpha and a good man. I was lucky to be able to call him a friend.

I had heard horror stories from others about cruel alphas and I knew that we were lucky to have someone like Micheal. He actually took care of us and cared about the welfare of every member of his pack.

Pressing my thumb over his name, I lifted the phone to my ear. Wondering what he could have called about. Logically, I knew that it could just be a checking-in type of call. I had a tight feeling in my stomach that it was more than that.

"Hi Alpha," I said when he answered the phone. "Sorry I missed your call."

"Livie, how many times have I asked you to just call me Michael?" He said, letting out an exasperated sigh. "Every time someone calls me alpha, I look around for my other dad." "You should be used to it by now, Micheal," I said, sitting on the bed bringing my thumb up to my mouth so I could chew on my nail.

"Should be, but still not. Hey, so I'm not sure if you heard but we have some guests visiting the pack." His deep voice filled the speaker of my phone and I nodded before realizing that he couldn't see me.

"Yeah, the dragons. They came into the diner last night."

"They've requested a date with you. You can say no and I'll tell them you're not interested. I know that-"

"Yes," I said, cutting him off. "I'll go on a date with them."

"They're looking for a mate, you don't-"

"I, I, um. Micheal, I want to go on a date with them." I said, stumbling over my words. My wolf

was practically prancing in my head. The fact that they had gone to my alpha meant so much to her. It was like they were declaring their intentions. Like they wanted others to know that I was going to be theirs.