It was late morning and Damon was sitting on the bed and staring at Talia who was breastfeeding Violet.
Damon was wearing sweatpants. Normally, he wouldn't bother to put on clothes in the privacy of their bedroom, but now Violet was there, and he didn't want to show her things a little girl shouldn't see.
Talia's legs and midsection were covered with a bedsheet and her upper body was exposed.
The scene of two females on the bed was serene and heartwarming, but right then and there, the mighty Alpha went through all five stages of grief.
Stage one: Denial.
How could this be happening?
Damon remembered all the good times he had with those buds in his mouth, and now there was another person suckling on them.
Yes, it was a baby, and he shouldn't feel this negativity, but that was Talia, and she was his mate, only his, and this didn't seem right.
