The Journal of Worms ~Tamia~ I woke in the morning with a bit of morning sickness.

So I rushed to the bathroom and threw up what was left of my dinner from last night.

Sylvester joined me in the bathroom and rubbed my back gently.

Knowing why I was throwing up, neither of us was bothered.

He kissed the top of my head, and I wiped my lips gently and smiled at him.

“Good morning,” he said to me, gently patting my hair.

I smiled in response.

We sat down on the bathroom floor.

Sylvester placed his hand on my stomach and rubbed gently.

“I can’t wait to meet our baby, Tamia,’ 11 He said, and I gently touched his hand on my tummy.

“We still have a long way to go; it’s flat,” I pointed out, and we laughed.

We got ready for the day and headed downstairs.

I could not wait to go through the journals.

As much as I wanted to get to the bottom of things, I was curious about Jenny’s life because the woman had a lot of skeletons in her closet and seemed a bit eccentric.

“Good morning,” Linda said, smiling at me, and her smile was extra, which made me know Theodore had done a lot of work.

“Good morning,” I greeted her and Theodore, and he smiled at me while rubbing her back.

Avery and Marcel were yet to join us.

Sylvester pulled out a seat for me to sit down.

I sat and looked at Linda.

She was glowing.

She looked nothing like the Linda that I used to know.

It was amazing what true love could do to someone.

We were lucky.

We came to the north as war prisoners and found love in the process.

Like in the east when our husbands were friends, likewise in the north.

It was amazing to see how intertwined our destinies were.

It was still in the very same order.

1 “Where is Marcel?” Sylvester asked Theodore, and he smiled.

“They will soon join us, I hope,” Theodore answered, and Sylvester laughed.

I knew there was a subtle exchange between the men, which we weren’t privy to, so I squeezed my man’s thigh.

“Have you decided what our team would wear during the polo?” Theodore asked Sylvester, and he shook his head.

11 “Maybe our women would decide that,’ Sylvester said, lifted my hand and kissed 1.

“I want to look sexy while you cheer me on during our games,” he said, and I smiled at him.

“That is an easy colour.

Black polo shirt and white trousers.

Black and white everything,” I said, and he nodded.

2 “As you wish, my Lady,” he said, and I felt tingles.

“I am so excited about the ball before the sports games begin.

I learned everyone would be there,” Linda said, and I wondered why she would be excited.

Then it hit me that our exes might be coming for the games, but I also knew that the east and most of the south were never invited to the all-region games.

in his face one day, Linda but not

invite the east,” I

to laugh at

I could understand.

an upgrade from the

was a powerful Alpha and third in command of our

position Kyle could never dream

Avery got

there was a true satisfaction that would come

no matter how much they claimed not to care,

Marcel, and with how they

in a rush, and Avery looked like she packed her hair before tumbling in

and pack the hair again, so she decided to pat it and fix

“Shall we eat?” Sylvester said, and we

I ate everything.

appetite was over the roof, and Sylvester

the first to leave the table to head to

six journals altogether, and somehow it wasn’t a daily record of her life; browsing

aloud, Tamia,” Marcel

eager for answers, so we sat in the living room, and I picked

the worst day

a

already has one

I love him so much, and it would be a

we now knew how Maurice felt about having a baby with her; maybe that is why the baby

through, looking for

type to rant

was alone most of her life, so she was bound

was hers, especially since she had dirty

today because I wanted

he did not like Stephanie anymore, but he flared

worst thing ever to me,

to share me with him was the most humiliating thing

wanted me to know how he

might not be in his harem, but

It read, and

what she

that Maurice is lying to

know he loves Stephanie; I can see it in his eyes

so much,” it read,

we should skip that book and read the later ones,”

read some more pages, and we will move to the next one,” Marcel

bit, Tamia,” He

she

I will

she take him

have to find a

know how, but I

makes it

friend and pretend to support

is a thief and a menace, and she needs to be sent back to where she belongs,” It read, and I

dropped the journal and went for the second to the

year Maurice would go on

all these ones?”

mad and obsessed with her

all the women the wolf lord was screwing, we need to move on from them,” I

read them

plan to do so,” I told her, and she smiled

the

through the pages and found

wronged

never spoken of

if he

his bastard over

to make David head of the

to alert

be

Maurice may snap

a way to get my son back,” It read; now

had a son

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