h4Chapter 782: 782-A Journey To My Pack/h4

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    It was a heartfelt goodbye. I spent at least half an hour with all the mates before leaving with Norman, otherwise they would have been too anxious. Kaye and Maximus made me promise to keep my health a priority. Emmet told me to call him every single day. It all meant a lot to me.

    And then there was Jessica. She was actually being very nice. Charlotte, I knew, was fake, so she was just waiting for me to leave.

    The journey was tiring. Since I was pregnant, I felt extremely weak. I guess they were right when they said I was carrying everyone’s child, because I could feel my body being drained of energy. And they were also right when they said I needed to eat more. Norman made sure I ate the food we had packed.

    Finally, we reached the Vicious Bane pack. I don’t know, even after I got my revenge, even after the pack members apologized and I forgave them, it never felt like I could have peace whenever I returned here. But I didn’t say it out loud. I didn’t want to worry Norman, who was already so worried about me.

    "Wee home," Dalton said with a huge smile on his lips, his royal beta smiling along as they weed me and Norman with a bouquet of flowers.

    "Thank you," I said, epting the bouquet, which Norman instantly took out of my hand. I guess he thought even if I breathed too loud, I would get sick.

    "The pack members have been preparing for your arrival ever since they found out you wereing," Dalton said, hands tied behind his back, dressed in a white suit.

    But Norman stood tall. I couldn’t help noticing him in a grey suit, looking around. I saw the pack memberse out of their homes, gathering at the entrance of the border just to wee me. Some even ran alongside our car, throwing rose petals. It’s odd how people change once you’re in power.

    Then there were the girls, the young ones who had just turned eighteen, and even some older ones, eyeing Norman. I guess it was because he was tall, attractive, and carried a strong aura.

    "That’s just them being kind," I said, smiling at the pack members.

    "So I heard you wanted to stay at your home, although Rocky and I prepared a guest room for you in a luxurious hotel suite. It would be much better if you stayed there in this condition," Dalton said, pointing at my belly. I ced a hand on my stomach and smiled.

    "Congrattions, by the way. You deserve all the happiness in the world," Dalton added, though I noticed a slight crack in his voice. We had a history, but I didn’t take it seriously anymore.

    "Thank you. But for now, I want to go back home," I said, watching him give me a secret look.

    "Are you sure?" he asked, and I nodded to assure him.

    I guess that was all Norman would let me speak with Dalton normally, because soon he wrapped his arm around me, probably reminding Dalton that I was his wife now.

    "Well, then I’ll let you rest, because tonight we have a huge celebration for your arrival and for the good news you shared with your pack," Dalton said. I only gave him reassurance with my eyes. Tonight’s event was special, we knew it because we had already discussed it. Norman knew as well.

    So once we arrived at my home, I was weed with a grumpy face of my stepmother.

    "Why do you keeping back? Isn’t it too small of a house for you now?" my stepmother hissed, folding her arms across her chest. When she noticed Norman with me, her mood soured even more. They never wanted me. They never wanted to see me happy. So of course it was a lot for her to see me with a man who could take care of me, better than they ever expected.

    "She can alwayse here. It’s her home," Sullivan said from behind. When he came into view, I was caught off guard. His hair looked freshly cut, and he was more muscr, like he had been working out. I had heard he was working hard these days, even Dalton appreciated him. He had changed his ways. He wasn’t the same messy Sullivan I remembered.

    "Hi, Sullivan. How are you?" I asked, watching him give me a big smile. Even though he had promised to change, it still felt unsettling to talk with him. Maybe with time, things would get better.

    Vani came out running, her arms wide apart, I noticed Norman’s eyes widen. He always got nervous when I acted too quickly. But Vani slowed down and gave me a gentle hug,ughing at Norman. She loved teasing him. Every time we were on a call, she acted differently with Emmet. But with Norman, she teased him nonstop because she said his reactions were too funny. And I couldn’t me her. I used to feel the same way about him before I loved him, back when it was more of a love-hate thing.

    "I’ve moved out of the room. You’ll be staying in the room with your husband, and I’ll take care of your needs," Vani said with a smile, her hands folded across her chest.

    "Are you sure?" I asked, gently cupping her cheek. I had already told her why I was here, and I wanted to give her a heads-up, not catch her by surprise. The support she showed me for my decision was everything I needed at that moment.

    "I’m sure," she said, her voice serious.

    "Vani is so stupid," Larissa muttered as she walked away, waving her hand to dismiss me.

    "Vani will be staying in my room. I’ll be sleeping in the lounge. I have no problem with that," Sullivan added, making Norman look at him with pride. He really had turned his life around, and I hoped he would keep getting better.

    After that, Norman and I went to our room. Vani brought us the food she had cooked. We ate, and then it was time to get ready for the big event.

    The event would be my first step toward putting behind bars those who had wronged my mother and me.