Chapter 0920

Cristof seems to move in slow motion, grasping the handle to the car door, pulling

it open. Jackson's body moves without him, stumbling after Cristof, bending low to see inside as the door swings wide.

Jackson blinks into the darkness, his eyes adjusting.

And then he sees her, the little girl.

Asleep, curled up in some ragged towels and blankets, her dark hair spread all around her in a wild tangle.

Jackson's wolf howls as soon as he sees her.

Ours, Jackson's wolf snarls. Grab her, take her - she is ours -

But Jackson can't move, not...not believing it.

A child.

Hank said - Hank said that there were no children born that autumn in the Community -

She - she would have been on the record -

Tasha had run

stepping towards the open door, and he trips over his own feet, falling hard against the side of the car as soon as her tiny little girl scent hits him. Because even if his wolf knew it upon

and winter, and flowers and sun - half him

His child. His...daughter.

him, with this new tiny creature at the center

whispers, unable to

whispers, his voice thick with

"What the fuck..."

his eyes away from the little girl in the back seat of the car. His little girl in the

a deep breath. "You'll like her - and she's easy - she

Jackson

into his arms. Her face

as

stopping when he realizes that

A dark, pretty blue.

just

with the girl in his arms, frowning at her a bit and pushing her hair back. "But I haven't been able to figure out if that's because she's...stupid. Or if just doesn't

stupid,"

didn't think she was, honestly. She watches everything, all quiet, and she listens a lot - she understands everything I say. It could just be that she was alone with her dead mother for like, days, Jacks

to

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