Jane

Before I became a mother I used to sleep like the dead. Truly, a tree could fall right by my bed and I wouldn’t wake. I always slept through the night, and I never struggled to rest in cars, trains or planes. Now a cricket can chirp a mile away and I’ll jolt up like someone has screamed in my ear. Of course it’s not only sounds and disturbances that wake me now. My wolf always knows when one of my children needs me – even if they don’t make a peep.

So when I wake in the middle of the night with my wolf urging me to check on the pups, I don’t question it. I slide out of bed and pull on my robe, striding out into the darkened apartment. I find Paisley standing in the middle of the hallway, staring at her father’s closed door.

“Paisley, why are you still up?” I whisper, coming forward and brushing her hair back from her eyes as she looks up at me.

“Cuz I can’t get in bed with Daddy when he’s with Nina.” She replies sadly. My stomach sinks, I hate the idea of Ethan sleeping with Nina too, and I wonder how many nights my little girl has stayed up this way, wishing she could be with him but feeling like she’s not allowed.

“Well why don’t you come get in bed with me?” I suggest warmly. “You know I miss my snuggle- bug.”

To my surprise, Paisley’s lower lip quivers as is she’s on the verge of tears. She frowns up at me with wide eyes. “I can’t.”

“What? of course you can.” I encourage, leaning down to her level.

“No. Because Mommies always know when something’s wrong.” She whimpers, shaking her head.

My heart aches, and all my instincts tell me this is related to Ethan’s strange behavior. “That’s true.” I concede. “But you know, Mommies also know how to make things better.” I remind her gently.

Tears spill over Paisley’s lashes, and she sniffles hopelessly. “Not this time.” She murmurs miserably. “There’s nothing that can make this better.”

Something cracks open inside me, and it takes all my strength not to burst into tearS myself. Theres no worse feeling than seeing your child in pain and not being able to fix it for them. “Hmm, well how about this: Why don’t you come give me a cuddle, and we can talk about it and see if it’s really as bad as all that”

“No.” Paisley refuses, even as she climbs into my arms and wraps her little limbs around me. “I can’t tell you.”,

Kissing her wet cheeks and carrying her into the living room, I admit, “Paisley, I know something is going on with your Daddy.”

“You do?” She hiccups, not letting go of me even as I lower us to the couch. I carefully untangle her legs from my middle so that they rest on the cushions and I’m able to lean back completely.

said it, remember?” I ask when we’re finally settled. “Mommies always

took. As soon as the words are out of my mouth, Paisley breaks down into sobs. I don’t want Daddy

heart stops beating, and I temporarily forget how to breathe. She’s just a pup. I think frantically, she probably misunderstood something. “Oh my angel, why would Daddy die?”

his legs don’t work, and his wolf can’t get out!”

legs don’t work?” I inquire, feeling a flash of

has these weird, fancy race

things?” I repeat.

eyes. “He has metal all

suddenly all the tiny clues that have been piling up around me in recent months come together. This all started at the hospital in the Southern Isles, after Ethan had back surgery. His doctors wouldn’t tell me how things went

last that he must have been more severely hurt in his fight with Aimon than any of us knew. Suddenly I remember the King biting down on Ethan’s spine, and little by

confirms, still weeping, “and now he’s gonna have a surgry, but it’s probably

wolf howls in misery. No, no, no. He can’t

I ask, trying to get

to stay with him.

Paisley,” I cry, hugging her close. “I’m so sorry, my poor sweet pup, I can’t believe you’ve been dealing with

not on her own.” Nina’s voice interrupts us, and I turn my welling eyes to the other she-wolf. I was so

I

you in private.”

you go get in my bed, baby. Il be there

obediently hops off the couch and disappears down the hall. Swiping at the tears on my cheeks, I stand and turn

she told you.” The other woman observes

thank the Goddess she did.” I bite. “Some

a dying man.” Nina hisses. “And you shouldn’t either. He’s trying to do the best

if none of it was real-“I

off. “He might have been motivated by things you didn’t understand, but he thought long and hard about this. You have no idea how much he struggled with this,

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