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142 First Love

Author: Jenne Lopes
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-26 22:16:37

Catherine

Ava's body had that particular smell—not overwhelming yet, but there. Day-old death starting to set in. The others in the room were pretending not to notice, or maybe they were just avoiding setting Evelyn off.

After that scene in the hallway, I understood why. My daughter was close to breaking completely.

I sighed. Where was the hope here? The child's skin had gone waxy, her small body rigid. She'd been dead over a day now.

I turned. Hilda stood a few feet from the door, Frost beside her. The red-haired girl's eyes never left Ava's body. The look on her face made me pity the sentinel, but it also worried me. What happened when a Wolf Hunter lost their charge?

They weren't created to serve wolves, after all. They were created to hunt them. That's why Yrsa had looked ready to shit herself seeing two of them in one room. She'd probably stay in her cave for months after this. The old bitch had lived long enough to remember what Wolf Hunters did to packs. Longer than my mother,
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Wth.. Thought Frost didn’t like Susan yet he was forcing Catherine to save her? Just cos she was his marker..
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  • He Slept With My Sister, When I Was Giving Birth   142 First Love

    CatherineAva's body had that particular smell—not overwhelming yet, but there. Day-old death starting to set in. The others in the room were pretending not to notice, or maybe they were just avoiding setting Evelyn off.After that scene in the hallway, I understood why. My daughter was close to breaking completely.I sighed. Where was the hope here? The child's skin had gone waxy, her small body rigid. She'd been dead over a day now.I turned. Hilda stood a few feet from the door, Frost beside her. The red-haired girl's eyes never left Ava's body. The look on her face made me pity the sentinel, but it also worried me. What happened when a Wolf Hunter lost their charge?They weren't created to serve wolves, after all. They were created to hunt them. That's why Yrsa had looked ready to shit herself seeing two of them in one room. She'd probably stay in her cave for months after this. The old bitch had lived long enough to remember what Wolf Hunters did to packs. Longer than my mother,

  • He Slept With My Sister, When I Was Giving Birth   141 You Should Have Been The One Dead

    Evelyn"I'm tired. I'm so fucking tired."No one spoke. The hallway stayed quiet except for my sniffling. My chest hurt. Everything hurt. If Ava was gone, what was the point?"Evelyn."I looked up at the infirmary entrance. The door had still been open since Catherine had come in with her dramatic entrance.Damon stood there.He looked—I didn't even know how to describe it. Wrecked wasn't enough. His clothes were torn to shreds, hanging off him in strips. Dirt and blood covered every visible inch of skin. His hair was matted with something dark. And his face—The missing eye was obvious now. The socket had healed over but the smooth, sunken skin where his eye should have been made him look wrong. Unbalanced.I stared at him for a second, then looked away. I didn't have the strength for this. The white-haired man still held my arms up from underneath, keeping me suspended like I was about to be crucified. All because I'd been swinging at Hilda.A hand caught my chin, forced my head up.

  • He Slept With My Sister, When I Was Giving Birth   140 I'm Tired

    Evelyn"My daughter is dead. Ava is gone."Catherine's face went blank. Not shocked, not sad, not angry. Just empty. Like someone had switched her off.That scared me more than anything. My mother had never been helpless. Not when she'd shot my grandmother to end her suffering. Not when she'd walked away from our pack. Not even when she'd been pretending to have dementia. She always had control, always had a plan.But now she just stood there. Blank."You can't say that."Hilda's voice cut through the silence. She was looking at me with those intense eyes."Excuse me?" I turned on her."You can't say she's gone.""Stop it, Hilda." My voice came out harder than I intended. "Just stop.""I'm telling the truth.""You're delusional." I stepped toward her. "This isn't helping anyone. Your denial doesn't bring her back.""She's not gone." Hilda looked around the room, her gaze landing on everyone—the parents, Cole, even where the Shaman had been standing. "She's in there. Stuck. She needs h

  • He Slept With My Sister, When I Was Giving Birth   139 What Do You Mean She's Dead?

    EvelynHilda and the white-haired man stared at each other. No words. Just this long, uncomfortable silence while everyone else pressed themselves against walls trying to get away from him."You're scaring the locals," Catherine said without looking back at him.He didn't respond. Didn't even acknowledge she'd spoken.The Shaman was muttering rapidly now, backing toward the wall. Her eyes kept darting between Hilda and Frost like she was seeing something impossible."Þetta er ekki hægt. Þeir eru útdauðir. Allir dauðir."This isn't possible. They're extinct. All dead.Catherine rolled her eyes. "Oh, calm down, Yrsa. You're being dramatic.""Þú veist ekki hvað þú hefur gert," the Shaman hissed. You don't know what you've done."I know exactly what I've done," Catherine said. "Question is, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in your cave, eating mushrooms and talking to rocks?"The Shaman's face twisted. "Börnin deyja vegna hennar." The children die because of her.She pointed at m

  • He Slept With My Sister, When I Was Giving Birth   138 Mother Returns

    Evelyn"You're killing him, Hilda." Catherine stepped forward. "Let the man go."I stared at my mother. Everyone did. The woman who'd been confused and lost just days ago now stood there with perfect clarity in her eyes. No hesitation. No fog. Just Catherine Winters in full control.She looked around the crowded hallway, taking in the scene—parents pressed against walls, Cole and his useless guards, the Shaman cowering in the corner, Hilda strangling a man mid-air. Her gaze landed on me and she smiled. Tilted her head and shook it with pity.I didn't know how to react. Just stood there while my brain tried to process what I was seeing. The last time I'd seen her, she'd been confused, showing signs of memory problems. Now her eyes were focused and aware.Catherine walked forward and everyone's attention followed her across the room.She placed a hand on Hilda's shoulder, looked her straight in the eyes. "Relax. Put the man down."Hilda's grip didn't loosen. She looked at Tommy's father

  • He Slept With My Sister, When I Was Giving Birth   137 The Marker

    CatherineMonths Ago"I think she's had enough. You can fix her now."The chalk snapped in my hand. I'd been writing equations for hours, lost in the flow, when Frost's voice cut through my concentration. My hand jerked, adding an unwanted line across the board.I took a deep breath, looking down at the broken pieces of chalk on the floor. Why now? I'd been so close to solving the protein synthesis problem.I breathed out slowly, looked around the room. Books stacked on every surface. Papers scattered across three different tables. Empty coffee cups I'd forgotten about. Then I looked at Frost standing in the doorway, hands tucked into his hoodie pockets. The hood was down, showing his pale face and that white hair that caught the fluorescent lights.The guy was beautiful—that was the only word for it, and even that didn't cut it. Wasn't natural for anyone to look like this. Cheekbones that could cut glass, those arctic blue eyes that seemed to glow when the light hit right. An Omega w

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