chapter 14(2)

Everly The following day, I wake up later than usual; Zoe and Valarie let me sleep in after last night. Sitting up, I spot Zoe sitting on the floor on the rug with Valarian and Casey, her daughter. She has one in the crook of each arm while she feeds them bottles one-handed. “Tandem feeding,” I chuckle, and she nods, looking up at me before smiling sadly. “Why didn't you tell me? It makes so much sense now,” she says. “I didn't want to talk about it; I don't like talking about his father. He didn't recognize me and tossed me away,” I tell her, feeling pain at the very memory. I tried going back to tell him a couple of weeks ago—Valarie told me to try to speak with him again—but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I just kept remembering the look on his face. The way he'd screamed at me, combined with Valarie's story, scared me even more. What if he tried to take Valarian from me like her mate did to her? I have no title anymore, and my wolf is pathetically weak and so small compared to w