Chapter 30

Beth’s POV “Beth? Angel, are we going down for dinner?” Aaron asks, pushing himself away from the desk in the far corner of the room and the stacks of paper on it. I freeze at the mention of dinner, and Aaron obviously notices, a frown appearing on his face. “Beth?” I look up at him, meeting the confusion in his chocolate eyes. Can I really go down there to meet the whole pack? I find myself glancing down at my wrist, the nasty scars that will probably always be there. And all of my insecurities hit me at once, like I blindly stumbled into a brick wall at 60 miles an hour. “I-I don’t know,” I whisper. I know that I said I wanted to, but I thought that that was some time in the future. Days from now, weeks. Not now. Not today. I look back up at Aaron, and tried to say "no". But a big hug stopped me. “You are so perfect. Beth. Trust yourself. Trust me. They have already loved you.” He