His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 43

I sat in the quiet of that room, replaying the argument with Carlos over and over in my mind. The way he left-the frustration in his eyes, the sharpness of his words-made it feel like he wouldn't care about me anymore.

I wrapped my arms around myself, the silence of the room pressing down on me. Every word replayed like a broken record in my mind, and I couldn't shake the feeling of loss.

Maybe I deserved this distance. Maybe I had ruined everything. But deep down, there was a small, stubborn part of me that still hoped. Hoped that Carlos hadn't completely turned away, that maybe, somehow, we could fix this.

But then anger I saw in him that day was enough to convince me that whatever connection we had was crumbling before my eyes. I had pushed too far, crossed too many lines, and now Carlos was gone. Maybe it was for the best. Maybe he would finally forget about me. "No," Tina, my wolf, interrupted, her voice echoing in my mind, soft yet insistent. "You're wrong."

I blinked, confused, as Tina continued, "Carlos isn't going to abandon you. His wolf won't let him

I frowned. "How can you be so sure? He was so angry-"

Tina's voice softened, but there was a quiet confidence in her tone. "His wolf is worried about you, Doris. I can feel it. He's not angry because he doesn't care. He's angry because he cares too much."

a ripple of confusion through me. I had never felt this kind of bond before. When I was with Nathan,

like I could feel his

quiet certainty. "Sometimes, wolves connect in ways we don't fully understand. Maybe you and Carlos are more connected than you

at the door. My heart leapt, but I wasn't sure why. When I opened it, Carlos stood there, holding

My favorite. I hadn't told him that, but somehow he knew. Tears pricked the corners

I whispered, my

in days, I saw a flicker of warmth behind his eyes.

had noticed-more than I ever realized. The

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again, this time offering

wolf, and for a brief moment, I felt it-his wolf, strong and protective, reaching back toward me. The connection

stepped forward and placed a hand on my arm. "Everything will work

nodded, still unable to speak. In that moment, surrounded by sunflowers and the warmth

Three Years Later