CHAPTER 23

We often deceive ourselves into thinking we’re over something until life throws a curveball, reminding us that wounds can still be very tender.

“I feel like I’m not ready to take on the responsibility of being a father just yet.”

“I’m just concerned about the impact a baby would have on our relationship, it’s tedious.”

“We should focus on the pack for now, having a newborn would shift our focus from what’s more important right now.”

I could still hear Logan’s voice clearly in my head as though he just said those excuses yesterday.

“I-I have a baby inside me, that was why I couldn’t take care of the pack properly.” She stammered, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

Once again, I felt the depth of the floor eating me up, the literal meaning of rock bottom was happening to me right now. Gagging and panting at my own breath, I look up at Logan, staring at the reaction I so longed to see from him if he ever heard the news of a baby coming.

Our baby.

I shook at the thought and focus