Chapter 8 She had to run!

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I remained in bed with Finnick for a while and stared lovingly at his adorable face as he dreamt. Part of me could have stayed here forever, holding my sweet baby boy in my arms, but the other part knew there was so much to do.

I carefully tucked Finnick deep into the covers, and once I was sure he wasn’t going to wake, I quietly slipped out of his room and headed toward mine down the. hall. I gently closed the door behind me, and once it was shut, I released the sigh I’d been holding onto for hours now.

This was all such a mess, and there was only one thing I could do.

I had to pack- not for Anemond, but somewhere else.

I needed to take Finnick and run as far away as we could.

I didn’t see any other choice. My son and I couldn’t go to Anemond.

So, I started moving around my room and got to packing.

I grabbed only the essentials- a few pairs of clothes, some money I’d stashed away, necessary toiletries, and the legal documents I needed to hold onto for Finnick’s sake. We wouldn’t need much for now and couldn’t afford to be bogged down by material possessions.

In a little while, I would pack a bag for Finnick. I knew this was going to upset him, but I saw no other option. I would try to entice the offer as much as I could, but with how sensitive he was… I could only hope he would understand one day.

things set aside, I went to the bathroom and splashed some water on my face. When I stared at the mirror, I noticed my dark green eyes were bloodshot and my skin was paler than normal. I looked like a

about that

to my room and found a notebook. I tore out a page and wrote a well-thought out note to Marley explaining the circumstances of my leaving. I knew that if my friend didn’t see

was plaguing the Pack. It was difficult to manage it all with two people, so I could barely imagine how she could do it all

her own.

I had no

would understand, especially when she got to the part of the note about Finnick. She knew our children

Alpha King would likely lose interest in a healer from a small backwoods Pack quickly. Perhaps

we’d built here.

had

things would have become too dangerous for my son. He was eager to know all

and lineage. I couldn’t lose my son. We had to

know that

then I thought

he’d saved me

blisters and my skin had been marred and blo ody. It took months to fully heal from the damage I’d sustained,

in the Wild Crawler Pack. He didn’t love me, of course, but he still did it all

why he’d take this risk to save someone who should have been dead back in Anemond. I asked why he’d bothered to save someone the royal family had wanted dead. He’d gotten a strange. look on his face and

healer’s duty to help someone sick or in

and worked hard to become a healer like him. I wanted to repay his

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