로그인~Amelia~
I changed my mind about the dress three times.
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~Amelia~While Kaden dealt with Blake, I had some unfinished business with Mara.She got to her feet slowly, one hand pressed to her side, blood at the corner of her mouth, and looked at me like she could not decide whether to spit on me or laugh.That look alone pissed me off.
~Amelia~I should have felt happy.But Tara stirred uncomfortably.My smile faded.Kaden noticed immediately.
~Amelia~I changed my mind about the dress three times.Not because anything was wrong with it, it fit, it moved right, it wasn't going to trip me if I had to run. But I kept putting it on and looking at myself and thinking: this is the dress. This is the one I'm wearing when everything becomes permanent. And then I'd take it off because that felt like too much to hold while also trying to do my hair.
~Amelia~It was actually perfect inside. Soft everywhere, dim, smelled like his hoodie. He'd already put the TV remote within reach. I pulled a blanket over my legs and immediately felt about seventy percent better, which I was not going to tell him because he would be insufferable about it.He appeared with a bowl of sour gummies, a bag of salt and vinegar chips, the jar of pickles I'd been eating straight from for two weeks, and a box of those chocolate-covered pretzels I'd mentioned wanting exactly once three days ago.He remembered the pretzels.I was not going to make a thing of it. But I noticed."Pick something to watch," he told me, dropping in next to me."I don’t mind watching a cartoon."He stared at me with disbelief."You said pick something and I think the baby wants it too."He took the remote and put it on without another word. He pulled my legs across his lap, opened the gummies, held one out. I took it. He opened the chips and set them between us. Settled in with his
~Amelia~I woke up dizzy.Flat on my back, ceiling spinning slow, and for a second I thought it was just the pregnancy doing its thing. Then I tried to sit up and the room tilted hard and I grabbed the edge of the mattress like it was going somewhere.Tara was not calm. She was pacing the inside of me, agitated in a way that had nothing to do with a threat outside. I got to the bathroom. Splashed cold water on my face. Gripped the sink and looked at myself in the mirror and thought: great. Twelve hours before the ceremony. Perfect timing.Kaden was in the doorway before I finished the thought."You're white, tell me what’s going on." he requested. "A great way to start our mornings, don’t you think so?"He crossed the bathroom in three steps and took my arm. "Is it the baby again?""I can’t say but all I know is I feel dizzy. My wolf is restless but I think I’ll be fine in an hour or two." I let him steer me back to the bed. He was already on his phone. “Eli, I need you here in the
~Amelia~I was in the kitchen minding my own business, tea, crackers, the baby doing her usual morning gymnastics against my ribs when his mother walked in.My first thought was: so this is how it ends.My second thought was: I should have eaten more of those crackers while I had the chance.
CHAPTER 168AMELIA’S P.O.VBlake sat beside me. He claimed it was because he loved my company but I knew it was because he wanted to make sure I didn’t write anything that gave away our location. He didn’t fully trust me yet and I couldn’t blame him but I was a lot smarter than he gave me credit for a
BLAKE’S P.O.VFor a second, I was floored. She was kissing me. I had dreamed about it for so long but I realized that my imagination was a lot different from reality. She was soft and her lips were as soft as pillows. I tangled my hands into the back of her head and kissed her deeply. It felt like ev
KADEN’S P.O.VAmelia wasn’t here. I wasn’t sure if I was more pissed off or relieved by that.Just because she wasn’t here didn’t mean she wasn’t with Blake though. He seemed too much at ease for someone who was obsessed with Amelia. I wasn’t going to find her here, that much was clear. I had to retur
AMELIA’S P.O.VBlake hadn’t touched me again since that day but I couldn’t shake the guilt that I felt. I knew why I had done it but that didn’t seem like enough of a justification to me. I had kissed another man, I had let him kiss my skin and even though an entire day had passed and I had scrubbed







