Esme
I waited until Jackson had left for work before I made my move. He wasn’t far, but it was enough distance for me to be sure I would be undisturbed. Taking a few deep breaths. I wasn’t even sure what it was I wanted to say, but I knew it would be difficult. I had to say his name several times before he responded at all. It proved he wasn’t listening all the time. He didn’t say anything at all. His response was the warmth that spread over me, letting me know he was there. It was as though he didn’t know what he was supposed to say to me anymore.
“How are you?” I wasn’t just trying to make conversation. I was actually worried about him. After what Tyler had said, it made me reconsider everything I had thought about the interaction between him and Jackson. I had judged him without even considering it might not have been him causing the drama.
“Warmer than I have been for the last couple of months, at least. I stayed close by in case you wanted to talk.
EsmeHe didn’t answer me, but I instantly felt him getting closer. I felt bad. I should have made it clear that it wasn’t an emergency. It wasn’t, but it felt pretty urgent. It wasn’t even a me and Brodie thing. Brodie had specialist knowledge because of his position. Jackson had started pacing as soon as I had said Brodie’s name. He knew that second what I was doing, and it was clear he disapproved. I was also pretty sure he had no idea why I needed to speak to Brodie. The pain lasted a while, but I dealt with it. Frankly, it could never have been worse than the birth.Brodie walked through the door sweating and I felt bad all over again. “What’s wrong?”“Jackson, can you take Penny, please?” He gave me a look but gave in. Brodie gave me a look too, but I guessed it was because of the use of the name he had suggested. Their looks couldn’t have been more different. Brodie emulated pride and happiness. Jackson was just angry with me and he
EsmeI waited until Jackson had left for work before I made my move. He wasn’t far, but it was enough distance for me to be sure I would be undisturbed. Taking a few deep breaths. I wasn’t even sure what it was I wanted to say, but I knew it would be difficult. I had to say his name several times before he responded at all. It proved he wasn’t listening all the time. He didn’t say anything at all. His response was the warmth that spread over me, letting me know he was there. It was as though he didn’t know what he was supposed to say to me anymore.“How are you?” I wasn’t just trying to make conversation. I was actually worried about him. After what Tyler had said, it made me reconsider everything I had thought about the interaction between him and Jackson. I had judged him without even considering it might not have been him causing the drama.“Warmer than I have been for the last couple of months, at least. I stayed close by in case you wanted to talk.
BrodieI slept in longer than usual the next morning. After months of sleeping in the undergrowth, a bed was a welcome relief. It had been a late night. It was the early hours of the morning before we got to the hotel. We had to travel even further because of the time, needing to find one that was open all night. The second I woke up, the need to check in on her arose, but I resisted it. I knew she needed space, and I was intent on giving it to her, even if it hurt.Having a hotel made life easier in so many ways. I got straight to work. I had barely done more than make decisions in months. Gerald was taking care of pretty much everything, but it was about time for me to check in on the pack’s investments. I was grateful to my father. Despite his failures, his decision to invest in the human world was a sound one. There might have been a time when the pack could survive without funds, but those days were over. It didn’t take much to run the pack, and we had ac
EsmeI heard a scuffle. For a minute, Brodie had me convinced that something had changed with him, but it didn’t take long for him to revert to his old ways. I felt bad for getting Jackson wrapped up in it all. He seemed to be forever trying to broker peace between everyone in his life. Brodie had seemed so reasonable, but as soon as my back was turned, he was the same old Brodie. Dealing with his problems with violence. I was grateful when I finally heard the door slam shut. The last thing any of us needed was more trouble.There was so much I needed to go over with Jackson. Even putting Brodie to one side, I was worried about Mikkel. There was already a chance that he had realised something was strange about us. That feeling would only increase as the pups grew. I already knew that they would grow at a much faster rate than human babies and it was bound to raise eyebrows. We needed to move on, and it wouldn’t be the last time. We would need to spend their wh
BrodieAs I left the room, I didn’t really know what to do with myself. Jackson was lurking outside, and I wondered if he had been eavesdropping on what had been said. The way he behaved like he was somehow hers pissed me off. I resented the hell out of him and it wouldn’t be something I would get over quickly. Despite how I felt, I had no choice but to play nice. I wouldn’t put Esme through the stress of the pair of us fighting over her.“She’s asking for you,” I told him as nicely as I could manage.“Well, she never asked for you,” he spat the words at me. There wasn’t even a semblance of respect, let alone love, in the way he spoke.“Leave it alone. I came because she was in danger.” I didn’t expect him to believe me anymore than I expected Esme to believe me, but it was the truth. When I had left the camp, I had planned to drag her back kicking and screaming if I had to. That had changed somewhere along the way. All that time out in the wilde
EsmeBrodie was shifting nervously on his feet. I didn’t think he even expected it to change anything, and he still couldn’t look at me. Part of him was sure it was too late to change anything, and I wasn’t convinced he was wrong. I wanted it to change something, but so much had happened and it wasn’t just me I had to think about. I had to do what was right for the babies and I had to think about Jackson, too.“What about Milly?” I asked, finally ready to put my concerns about the child into words.“What about her?” There was a level of shock and confusion in his eyes that I hadn’t been ready for.“You never bothered to tell me about her. She looks just like you.” I couldn’t understand why he had never bothered to mention her. If he had, I could have accepted her.“I know she does, but the truth is I’ve never had much to do with her. I wouldn’t know where to start and I’ve hardly got an open heart. The truth is, it never occurred to me to