Faith's Pov
It felt like one of those perfect, quiet days. The ones I don't usually get.
" Mommy" Isabella squealed being chased around by Marco.
Mommy. She was calling me Mommy now, the word was soft and pure coming from her lips. It was a melody I could listen to forever.
Marco was laughing the whole time he tried catch her. My ever-loving boy. He was my rock, my first true joy.
A bittersweet pang hit me then, a familiar ache deep in my soul. Astor wasn’t here. My wolf howled softly within me paining for her mate, I don't want to admit it to myself but I do miss him and it's easier to be angry with him when I know he's somewhere around the Pack.
But today, the sadness was just a bit far away. Today, I chose peace. I chose to focus on the laughter and the love of my family.
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