Forty-nine

I pushed myself towards them and for a moment, I thought I forgot how to talk. I thought that after four years, I would feel nothing if I met any of them, especially him, but I was so wrong.

“I thought… I thought I told you I don’t want to be found.” I loathed how weak my voice was when I spoke to Jorah.

“I’m sorry, but I had to do it.” He gave me an apologetic smile and walked away with his mate, leaving me all alone with Xander and Rowena.

I looked at Rowena and gulped, taking a look at the little girl in her arms. “Are you a mother now?” I asked in a low voice.

“I am… I would have told you, but you decided that I’m unworthy of your friendship and you cast me away.” I internally winced at her choice of words. No, she was worth it. She had been kind to me since day one. She had always been worth it, but I was scared.

“It’s not like that,” I murmured,