Chapter 17. Come Take Your Son

Nyla’s POV

The next was filled with activities, it was the day my father was going to be buried. He was going to be laid to rest in a moonlit shadow pack. The three of us, Mama T, Jenny, and Lucian, were in the vehicle heading to the burial ground.

“Why don’t we stop at the restaurant to eat something? Nyla, you need to eat something. You are breastfeeding a pup,” Mama T chipped in.

Though I didn’t feel like it, I had to because of my baby.

“Jenny, can you hand me over your phone?” and she did without questioning.

I called Jason, he still had to know about his son, with just the first ring he picked up.

“Jason, I want you to come take your son.”

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Jason’s POV

I walked down to the dining room, Neomi was already seated, as was my mother, digging into their food.

“Morning, ma” I greeted my mother and kissed Neomi on her forehead before settling in to eat breakfast.

“Do you want coffee, sir?” one of the ma