Jane

One moment the pavement is careening up towards my face, and the next strong arms catch me around the waist. “Woah there.” Devon’s familiar voice sounds in my ear as his scent washes over me.

“I’m sorry,” I slur, “The baby..”

Devon’s arms tense, then my legs are lifted out from under me and I can feel us moving. Only later do I realize that my vision had blacked out, but I feel mildly comforted by the rocking sensation of being carried. A few moments later I’m being set into a chair, and I hear Devon asking a waitress for some water. Almost immediately a cool glass is pressed to my lips, and I manage to take a few sips. Slowly my disorientation eases, and I blink the spots out of my eyes.

When my vision returns, I see Devon kneeling in front of me, a concerned expression on his face.

There you are.” He praises, brushing the hair from my eyes, “Just take your time, Jane, we can stay here as long as you need.”

I gulp down more water, pressing my palm to my belly as if testing my own nausea. “I’m sorry.” I say again, staring at the man before me in shock.

There was a time when I knew Devon as well as I knew Ethan – at least, I thought I had. I never knew he felt anything for me other than friendship. I certainly never imagined he left the territory because of me.

“For what?” He says, his eyes crinkling with his smile, “Fainting or making me fall in love with you?”

“Both,” I frown, suddenly feeling so guilty I can’t breathe.

“Jane, I was only teasing.” Devon remarks wryly,”

I promise neither were your fault.” He eyes my belly then, scenting the air as if hoping to catch the scent of my unborn pup. Unfortunately it’s too early for my scent to have changed just yet, but clearly my muttered excuses hadn’t gone unheard.

“You’re breeding again.”

“Yes.” I sigh, trying to remind myself what a blessing this is. When I first suspected I was pregnant I couldn’t face the news because of what it might mean for our mission, when I learned it was true I was overjoyed, but my heart has been so broken since then that I don’t think I’ve really processed how I feel about the new baby.

and Ethan aren’t together?” Devon inquires gently, as if he’s trying to figure out some puzzle but is reluctant to search for the

the New Year the pups and I are going back to

a coincidence.” Devon says mysteriously, just

you alright honey?” The older woman asks me, a knowing look in her eye. “I’ve got some crackers that might settle

but thank you.” I express, summoning a

eat something.” Devon insists, “You’ve got to keep your strength

crackers then.” I agree, dragging a hand through my hair. “Why is it a

Dark Moon pack in the New Year myself.” Devon replies, flashing me a

inquire, barely able to keep up with

going to be the new Beta – you’re probably been too busy rescuing the pups and going off on adventures to keep up with the news. The Alpha just retired his

moving to hug him. It seems like no matter how much time has passed, he’s still the little boy who taught me how to climb trees and used to race around with Ethan and I in the forest. Sitting in front of him now, it seems impossible that we’ve spent so many years apart. I’ve missed

– or so it would seem. I almost fall out of my chair when I

not sure I’d mind one.” I confess ruefully.

lot I’d like to forget right

what happened?” He questions. “I don’t mean to be nosy, I just… I thought you and Ethan would

pausing to smile and accept a cup of tea from the

too difficult for you.” He

all the way from the beginning, not with someone who knows Ethan as well as I do. Slowly I begin telling the tale, pausing when I can’t find the right words, sipping my tea when I feel the emotion creeping up in my voice. I manage to make it all the way up to Ethan’s Rejection before I break down into tears, and then Devon curls an arm around my shoulders, not pressing me for details or trying to stop me crying, just patiently waiting until I find the

hating how pitiful I’m being. Every time I convince myself I’m over it, I realize I’ve been fooling myself. The emotion rushes

tissue. He doesn’t try to tell me it’s alright, or make excuses for his old friend,

“The Ethan I knew… he never would have taken anyone’s word above yours, or toyed with you that way. He certainly wouldn’t have rejected you

think I never knew Ethan at all.”I state bitterly. “He’s quite the chameleon, and a

Devon professes, rubbing

never Would have

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