-Isaac-
I had to tell her, I had to let her in and explain what haunted my dreams. I didn’t even know why I kept it hidden. I made myself believe it wasn’t the time to talk about these matters, burying myself in what the moon goddess had said to me.
But I was pushing her away, shielding myself. All to protect her.
That wasn’t the life I wanted and I hated that I was like this.
“I can talk to her,” Logan whispered, watching me.
“You chickened out about the mate thing.”
He groaned with a narrowed gaze. “We hurt her.”
My fingers raked through my hair in frustration, remembering how her face fell, and how she walked away from me. “I know.”
I didn’t want her to be pregnant, I didn’t want to lose her. The idea of Liam being the father gave me some relief but also made me nauseous.
I would love it like my own, knowing the child was hers. But I knew how she would feel. She doesn’t want anything that ties her to him and I couldn’t blame her.