Forty-Three

"No, my son will not have a yellow room." Clayton said wrinkling his nose as we stood in the middle of the department store shopping for paint for the nursery.

I rolled my eyes "Why not?"

"Because yellow is such an ugly color. Let's paint the room this nice shade of green." He said pointing to a puke green shade of green.

I wrinkled my nose "No. Let's do it this color of blue." I said pointing to a light shade of blue.

"No I think a darker blue would be perfect for Grey's room." Clayton spoke.

"Um Grey?" I asked.

"Our son, his name is Grey." Clayton stated.

"Um no, our sons name is Vincent." I stated.

"Vincent?" Clayton scoffed "Isn't that the name of one of Santa's reindeer?"

"No. There is no reindeer called Vincent."

"Yeah there is. Remember from that song 'you know Dancer, Dasher, Prancer, and Vincent.'"

I sighed and rolled my eyes "His name is Vixen not Vincent!"

Clayton stared at me for a few seconds looking confused "I don't care I'm still not naming my son Vincent I mean what kind of a name is that anyways."

"What kind of a name is Grey? It's a color! Not to mention I know so many people that are named Grey! 90% of werewolves of names Grey!"

"Oh really? I can't think of anyone I know with that name." Clayton replied.

"Your father's name is Greyson." I said.

"So what? It's not the same name."

"I'm not naming my baby Grey. And since I'm pushing the little fucker out of my vagina I get the final say."

"Oh boohoo cry my a river. I'm going to be suffering too! I can't have sex for six weeks after the baby is born!"

"Keep talking Clayton and you won't be having sex for six years after the baby is born!"

Clayton's eyes widened "You wouldn't be able to hold out for that long."

"Wanna test me?" I smirked "Now you get a gallon of the blue paint I picked out. And I am going to go to the truck and wait for you." I spoke reaching into Clayton's front pocket and grabbing the truck keys.

"Fine." Clayton stated. "But he careful okay?" He said.

"I'm always careful." I said rolling my eyes I reached up and pecked him gently on his lips "I'll see you later."

Clayton nodded and watched me as I walked away.

Once I got outside of the store I put my hood up due to the heavy rain. When I was halfway to the car I felt someone grab my wrist roughly making me stop.

I turned around and saw a tall man standing there, he had jet black hair that was wet and pushed back, he had water drips all over his olive toned skin, his intense stare sent shivers down my spine. He looked familiar but I couldn't figure out who he was.

"Hello Evelyn." His raspy voice whispered.

I gasped it was Jackson.

(A/N if you forgot Jackson is the Alpha from another pack that wants to kill Evelyn and Clayton. He's from a few chapters back.)

"What do you want?" I questioned.

He smiled "You're pregnant, and you got married. Congratulations. But I was very sad that I wasn't invited to the wedding, I heard it was very uh eventful?"

"That's none of your business." I growled. "What do you want?"

He smirked "I just wanted to remind you that I'm still here. And I'm not going anywhere."

"I think you should go now, Clayton will be here soon he's just buying paint and you don't want him to catch you around here."

Jackson chuckled and let go of my wrist "I know, I wasn't planning on staying long. But I wanted to ask you if you would tell Clayton that he needs to tell his warriors they need to stop doing runs on my land or else I will declare war on this pack."

I straightened up "You need to leave our territory now. Before I declare war on your pack. And I know that it would be worse for you then us. Your pack is weak, your just beginning to rebuild your pack and we will destroy you. So you need to leave now."

"Your not the Alpha so you can't do shit. And going to war will weaken your pack significantly and chances are that we will lose but there's a chance that we will win. Yes you do have more men but we have more hope, and hope can be a beautiful thing it can make you strong."

"Hope will make you weak. Hope will destroy you and your pack, are you really willing to take that chance? To destroy your whole pack because you have hope to kill Clayton. Because I can declare war on you according to the rules of this pack the Luna can do anything the Alpha can do." I spoke glaring at him "And I'm not afraid to declare war on you and your pack. So if you don't turn around and leave right now I will do it. I'm six fucking months pregnant do you really want to test me?"

Jackson laughed and shook his head "Your people will die if you declare war on us. You could die, your unborn child could die, Clayton could die. Everyone you love could die. And why just because you have a problem with me?"

"I don't have a problem with you. I have a problem with the fact that you want to kill me and Clayton. And I think that the pack would be willing to fight to protect their Luna and Alpha and their unborn child."

"I will kill Clayton, your child, and maybe you nobody will stop me. I just can't wait to have his red blood on my hands as he bleeds out." Jackson chuckled.

I felt my stomach knot up as I pictured Clayton dead. I started breathing fast and my vision blurred "I, Luna of the Blue Pine pack declares war on the Black Moon pack!" I yelled.

Jackson chuckled "Big mistake, love." He spoke then walked away.

A/N

I was thinking about starting a romance (alien x human) book once I finish The Luna, and I was wondering if anyone would be interested in reading it.