I knew something was wrong but I couldn't put my finger on it. I sat in the middle of my office, looking through family records. I knew my mother wasn't 't fully human...she was half werewolf. It would make sense as to why I started feeling sick. A painful tremor shot down my back and I bit back a hiss. My eyes looked up from the papers as I heard my husband's heavy footsteps coming down the hall. I dashed around the room, putting away the books and papers and taking out a book called Asylum. I had just started reading when Michael opened the door.

Hello, love.

I smiled and closed the book as he walked over and pressed his lips to mine.

Hey baby. I was thinking of you all day while doing...my side job. Hey uh, what how have you been, babe?

Radio pulls up a chair and puts his hands together and is ready to listen to anything that Micah is dealing with.

I'm all ears

What is this side job of yours anyway? Is it something that will harm the kids?

I cocked my head slightly and placed a hand on his knee. Michael looked a little hesitant to tell me so I set the book down and took his hand, pulling him on the couch so I could cuddle into his chest. There was this weird feeling of submission that pulsed through my body almost as if the werewolf side of my family was waking up. She felt safe, protected in his arms so I snuggled closer, loving the sound of his beating heart.

I'm going to be completely honest with you Micah because I love you. My side job is not safe and as long as the kids stay away from it no matter what they should be fine. I'm now a professional hitman. I get paid to kill people. Its something I'm good at and I intend to continue to do it.

Radio sighs and raps his arm around Micah and awaits her response.

Why did you feel the need to hide that from me? So what, you're paid to kill. Madyson will someday take over a family that has it's own hitmen...but thank you for not telling the kids.

I smiled softly and sat up, my lips barely brushing against his. With a simple hand wave, the fireplace lit up with a soft burning fire and the curtains fell across the windows.

I'm glad you don't mind. And ya know...that fireplace sure is looking warm and this blanket here would look nice in front of it. Maybe we could lay it out and sit around the fireplace and see where it goes from there. I mean, I do have quite a bit of stress right now and laying in front of the fireplace could really help. The blankets soft too almost as if two people who love eachother very much could do very inappropriate things to one another on it. I wonder...


Radio places his right hand on his chin and raises his right eyebrow and smirks at Micah.