Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law novel Chapter 579

She stared at me for a long while, and then she sighed; I’ve come to know that sigh. She was relenting.

“You have to promise me you’ll tell him soon,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “I’m still Luna, and I worry about you, Judy. I don’t want you putting yourself or your baby at risk by working yourself sick.”

I nodded.

“I promise, I’ll be careful.”

She nodded in return.

After we finished at the doctor’s, we returned to the packhouse with some of the Gammas appointed to keep the Luna safe. Alpha Sampson greeted us; his brows pinched together as he studied me.

“Is everything okay? How was the doctor's appointment?” He asked, folding his arms across his chest as he stared at me.

“It was fine,” I told him a little too quickly. “Just a stomach bug. He gave me some medicine and sent me on my way.”

“So, you’ll be okay to take your post?” He asked, cocking his head to the side.

I glanced at Lucy, who kept her eyes averted, before I returned my attention to Sampson’s questioning face.

‘Yes, I’m ready to take my post. I’ll head there now.”

He studied me for a moment longer before nodding, effectively dismissing me.

My post was on the other side of the pack. There was a small wooden perch on top of one of the tallest trees, perfectly hidden in the leaves. That was where my main post was. Before I made the climb, I made sure I had all my supplies. Before entering the forest, I stripped out of my clothes and shifted into my wolf. Her tracking senses were on point, and she could sniff out any lingering threats that may or may not be following or watching. I hadn’t caught anyone yet, but with the threat of the rogues and how they took out so many innocent packmates during the overnight, I wasn’t taking any chances.

I wanted to make sure my post was cleared before I made the climb to my perch. I let my wolf take on full control as we searched the perimeter. Once my wolf deemed the area safe, she relinquished her control back to me. I shifted back into my human form and quickly dressed, putting on my gear as I did so. I stared up at the perch; I was satisfied that I couldn’t see any signs of Spencer, who was currently keeping watch of my post until I relieved him. That meant the perch was still unseen; I couldn’t even smell Spencer, which meant he was using the masking spray.

I sprayed it on myself before I entered the forest to keep myself from being followed. I started to climb the tree with ease; climbing had always been easy for me, even in wolf form, which was a rarity because wolves were not climbers. It was one of the many things that saved me during the competition.

As I broke through the clearing of the treetop, the wooden perch came into view. At first glance, it looked almost empty. But I knew better than that; Spencer wouldn’t just leave the post. I whistled, mimicking a bird, as I neared. It was a soft whistle; it was our secret language.