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Perrin Lo watches me, her expression careful. I don’t know why it hurts this much. It shouldn’t. Not like this. We knew I’d be leaving for a couple of weeks. We knew we’d be separated for that long, and that she’d be staying behind. But faced with the reality of saying goodbye again, and with little preparation–only a few hours? It fills me with anxiety. Nervous, palpable, horrible tension. Maybe it’s the mating bond. Maybe it grows stronger over time, a magnet that grows with its force to keep us together. Maybe it’s the fact that she’s carrying my child and I can’t bear the idea of putting distance between the three of us. But whatever it is, it’s gut-wrenching. My heart feels like it’s being ripped out of my chest. I shudder, trying not to return to that place I was when I faced exile months ago, but the looming dread is too similar; too reminiscent of what could have been. The look on Lo’s face shows that she feels just the same. Her eyes are a mirror of the pain I feel in ever
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Perrin “As if I could forget you,” she muses, before drifting off into a deep sleep. Silly, really, I think, flirting with the edge of consciousness as I feel her steady breathing on my chest. I’m tempted to allow her breathing to lull my own body to rest for an hour, but I can’t help but think of her words, and they keep me hedging on the side of being awake. It was silly, what she had said. Because there was never any chance that Lo would escape my every waking thought and sleeping dream while I’m away. She will, and I know it, float in every thought and feeling as I spend time away from her. She won’t be the topic of every conversation, but she’ll be the driving reason behind everything I say, every decision I make while I’m in Texas. Because the truth of it all was that this bond between us could not be broken. Because this was love, and yet somehow so much more than that–something including love but also entirely beyond. This is what being a mate was truly about. It wasn’t a ch
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PerrinWhile my mind freezes, assaulted by the nightmare in my arms, my body mercilessly sprints into motion.I am checking her breathing.I am seeking the rise of her chest.I am finding her pulse.I am rifling through the pocket of my jeans for a phone.I dial for help.The minute and a half passes in slow motion, allowing the sole focus of my world to hone in on the she-wolf in my arms. She is awake. She is moaning.But she is in pain.I cover her, pulling her dress around her, if not for her modesty of our impending company but to shield her from the blood now staining the newly carpeted stairs. I hear pounding below.I don’t want to leave her.The door blows open by the force of those below.“We’re up here!” I shout.Mark comes stumbling up the stairs, his eyes assessing everything with the speed of experience. He makes no comment about what was likely happening. But his posture remains erect as he fires questions in rapid-succession at me, never once mentioning what we were up
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Perrin “You may come in, Perrin.” Deidre steps back and holds the door open, waiting for me to enter. To my relief, Lo is sitting up in bed, drinking water through a straw. She has an IV attached to her forearm and a heart monitor beeping with steady regularity to the right of her patient bed. I rush to her, my own heart thumping wildly in my chest. “Are you alright?” I ask, visually inspecting her as if I’m qualified to know. “I’m fine, Perrin.” She says between sips. She’s slurping happily away at some red slushie-type concoction. “The baby?” I search her eyes, hoping to find some indication. But she wouldn’t be sitting up in bed if something was wrong, would she? “They’re both fine,” Jennivah reiterates. She’s standing at a nearby desk and types notes into her computer. “But you two need to sit down.” I instantly stiffen. “I thought you said they were fine?” “I am–” Lo starts. “I mean, we are–” she stutters, mouth full and a little at a loss for words. Her face turns a litt
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Kira “Hey bestie!” Lo gives me a weak smile, waving through the doorway. I hobble over on my crutches. “You’re just thrilled to see me, huh?” She gives me another weak smile. I throw my crutches against her bed and bounce sloppily onto the thin mattress. “I know,” I say more gently, squeezing her hand for a second before leaning back. “It’s going to suck being away from him.” She sniffs and nods, the tip of her nose pink and failing miserably to hide her crying. “But not as much as it’s doing to suck not getting any ass for a few weeks!” I say, grabbing her leg and giving her a small wiggle. Her mouth opens in mock horror and she tries to swat me, but the IV stuck in her arm clangs and starts beeping. Jennivah is in the doorway a second later, only to witness both of us laughing. Jennivah grins and leaves us, closing the door behind her. “Seriously, though. I’m sorry,” I say. She sniffs but smiles. “Thanks.” “You gonna be ok?” I gesture at the room, no longer talking about Pe
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Kira My stomach lurches uncomfortably. It has nothing to do with Jack’s driving. “Are you going to tell me what this is all about?” He asks, not taking his eyes off the road. “Turn left here,” I say. He nods, as if trying to determine where we’re going. “Do you normally just call people in the middle of the night and ask for rides?” I can tell he’s fishing for information. “Right turn here,” I say, debating how much to reveal. Jack turns, waiting for me to answer. I don’t. He tries again. “I take it this isn’t some type of courtesy run for the Luna Select for a bit of late night reading?” He pulls to a stop without me having to ask in front of the Archives. I stare at him, easing my stomach away from its nausea. “How did you–” He just shrugs. “I had a hunch.” “You had a hunch that I wanted to come here?” “Saw the way you looked at him.” I blink. “What are you talking about?” “Just get out of the car,” he says, leaning over me to open my door. He pulls back and looks down
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KiraTo my surprise, he hands the receipt back without a word. He doesn’t admonish me for having it. He doesn’t even look at me. It’s like he knows, a shadow crossing his features as his eyes furrow together.He turns back to his desk and sits down, his back to me. He reaches for the unopened bottle at the end of the desk and holds it. “You thought I fell off track.”“I’m… I mean yes. I did.”“And you came here?”“Yes.”“Because…” I don’t answer. But he just waits, not supplying any rescue.I swallow and try again. “Because I didn’t want you to be alone. I get what… I get what it’s like. To be in that place. And I went there so many times… I mean, I’ve been there so many times. And sometimes I hated myself for doing it. And sometimes I hated life so much I just didn’t want to remember anymore.”He puts the bottle down, a soft thud echoing on his desk. I can tell he’s still listening. “So you came here because you thought I hated myself?”I lick my lips, my throat dry. “No, it’s just.
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Kira This kiss is fleeting. A tease and a touch that lasts only a fraction of a second, as if his lips hadn’t even been there at all. Was it even a kiss? At first, I fear it’s regret. That he didn’t mean to. That it was all just the heat of our bodies and the haze of the late night hour and this was all just some type of misunderstanding. There was no kiss, was there? It was just a slip of our faces too close in the dark– But in that same fraction of a second, I wonder why it matters. Or if there ever was a kiss? Did I want it to be a kiss? Do I care if he regrets it? I don’t, I realize. I don’t want him to regret it. I only want him to do it again. But one second goes by. Then two. Then three. And nothing happens. We are each frozen in the dark, unmoving and unsure of what to do. He stills beneath me, the faint whisper of his breath on my shoulder the only evidence he’s near. I close my eyes, searching for the willpower it’s going to take to try to accept that it’s not what he wa
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