Elsa‘s POV I woke up and looked over at the clock. It read 12:07 pm. I yawned and carefully removed Derrick’s arms from around my waist. Standing up, I stretched and walked over to Derrick’s side of the bed. I picked up his phone and silently creeped out the door. I cautiously walked down the stairs and out the back door. I sat beside the pool, my feet dangling in it. I knew the password so I put it in and when it opened, I heaved a sigh of relief. I immediately started dialing the number I memorized ages ago  ‘Please don’t be home. Please don’t be home.’ I chanted in my head. “Hello?” Asked a deep familiar voice. I sighed in relief, “Kyle?” “Who’s this?” My foster brother asked confusedly. “Wow! You for

“What did you do?!” Ky screamed in horror. I looked up instantly, “I was looking for vanilla cookies?” I chuckled sheepishly. “The kitchen is thrashed!” Rick yelled at me I rolled my eyes, “I see that.” “I told you we didn’t have any cookies!” Talia screeched. “And I told you I had to stay hopeful.” I retorted, jumping off the counter. “Seriously?! How do you deal with her?” Rick asked Derrick with wide eyes. Derrick shook his head, “I really don’t know.” I flounced up to him and kissed him hard on the lips, “Because you love me.” He smiled at me lustfully, “I do. Still don’t know how I put up with you but, eh.” I grinned up at him before raiding the cabinets ag

“Would you prefer it if I took away your powers?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.   The boy smiled hopefully, “Please do. Then I can leave!”   I gave him a weird look before releasing Megan’s power off of him.   “You can leave now.” I told him.   He looked up at me in shock, “Her powers are gone?”   “No. They’re off of you.” I said turning around.   I heard footsteps running down the aisle and I knew the boy was gone.   “Who the hell do you think you are?!” Megan screeched.   “Elsa, I told you the other day.” I said, grabbing Derrick’s hand, “Let’s go.” I looked up at him.   He nodded and we walked away from the fuming Megan.   “Where are the kids?” Derrick asked.   Suddenly I heard a loud squeal. “Jimmy.”   I sighed and we st

“Who of her what?” Derrick asked with slight amusement all over his face.   He thinks this is funny? If it turns out that he's truly the dad, I’ll show him funny. He doesn't want to mess with me right now; he better not.   “I’m pregnant. You’re the dad.” Melissa rolled her eyes as she wrapped her arm around Derrick’s waist   I stared at her in shock, “Who the hell do you think you are?”   I was just going to stand aside and watch how the whole thing would have played out but seeing her wrap her hands around his waist, my mate instincts were activated; I was furious.   Generally, I wasn't one to get jealous over random, unimportant and petty things like other girls talking to my man but other girls touching my man inappropriately was a no-go for me. She had no rights whatsoever to be in the same room as him, talk more about touching him.   “The mother of his c