Chapter 188: It’s not a curse?
Xavier POV
"How about Vina?" Maeve tugged at the leg of my pant pulling me out of my reverie. When I turned, she was regarding me suspiciously. "Should we also ask her to lie to Mummy? You know she’s Mummy’s best friend and might spill the secret. What do you intend to do?"
"Not if I talk to her first," I replied quickly wondering what was wrong with me. I should be a good example to my kids not aiding them to lie but what could I do, if Selene ever finds out, I’ll be dead. "You don’t know your mom as much as I do. If she ever finds out, it’s going to be an issue and she might not let you guys come to vi..." I was about to say the rest of the words but remembered I was talking to my brilliant four-year-old and she was going to catch on.
"She won’t let us come visit you?" Maeve arched her brow in my direction "Maybe in the first few days and then she’ll feel guilty about not letting us spend enough time with you and will put us on the next flight to Greyhound. That’s just how mum is... half the time, she never follows through with her threat. Her anger fizzles out faster than a candle,".
"Not just that," I shifted uncomfortably "I just think it’s best I avoid any situation that will lead to that entirely for everyone’s sake,".
"Fine!" she rolled her eyes "When we were still in Moon Whisper, I used to hear all the maids whisper about how good looking you are and then sigh and wonder what kind of luck mummy has for her to have the two handsome men ever,".
"How does that make you feel?" I squatted in front of her with a wide grin. "People pinning all over your dad and maybe trying to make friends with you to see if you can hook them up with me,".
"Dad!" she gave me an accusatory glare "You cannot say such word around children. Those are bad words what if I pick them up? Mummy would be so mad if she’s here and hears you saying such word to me," she shook her head and crossed her arms around her tiny chest.
"I’m sorry dear, it won’t happen again," I murmured trying to fight back the proud smile that was fighting to come on my face. Women were all the same irrespective of their age. I tried to reach for her but she shrugged off my hand and continued to give me the silent treatment. On cue, the door, I heard footsteps coming towards the living room of the pack house.