106 : I'll wait

VERENA

“Thanks for being here for Ezra,” I say, gaining his attention. I watch the water stream down the plate as it cleans it. “As much as I would have liked to try this on my own, I’m glad that you were here.” I look at him, and our eyes meet.

“I’m always here. Always will be. Until the end,” he replies in a deep voice, and my heart thumps in my chest.

I clutch the edge of the sink and bite my lower lip before asking, “What if…we never get back together? What will you do then?” I don’t know why I asked this, but I am just curious to know.

Elijah stares at me, his obsidian eyes unreadable. He looks away, his focus returning to the soapy plate in his hands. “I’ll marry someone else,” he mumbles, his voice rough. “Someone who can run my pack by my side.” The words hit me like a physical blow, stealing the breath from my lungs and sending a jolt of unexpected pain through my chest. Marry someone else? Run the pack with his wife? The image that flashes through my mind—Elijah, with another