I wake to the sound of mom fussing with one of the nurses about breakfast. Something about it taking too long and me needing food in my body before being discharged. Great. Just what I need now. Mom breathing down my back the whole of next week while I try to decide what I want to do about Sloan. I know I am being unfair but I kept seeing the terrified look on his face as Sasha ambushed him. He says he won’t reject me. But the pack. They might. They may not see me as strong enough to be Luna. Especially once they discovered that Sloan was meant to be the next Alpha of Alphas. That’s no small role. And to take it on with an Omega at your side. Well you’d have to be downright crazy. And speaking of crazy, that’s what the rumors say about our Alpha Line. That Sloan’s father is losing grips on reality and that is why he took over so soon. Normally Alphas take over either at 30 or if they out power the current Alpha before then. It can be passed willingly or fought for in some cases. Alpha

I sat on my bed, staring at my phone. It practically burned in my hands as I contemplated the call I needed to make. Sloan. One name. With so many possibilities tied to it. I didn’t know what to say if he answered. Much less if he didn’t. I wanted so badly to accept him. But I was still so hurt. I think only time could heal that wound. Although only time could answer that. And it was time I felt like I didn’t have to offer. I didn’t want to stay and wait just to feel that hurt of rejection again. Sasha agreed in my mind. Howling at me to just drop the burning phone and go back to bed. He could wait another day. It wouldn’t hurt anyone. Though, what if that day made all the difference. Finally without thinking too hard, I pressed call. I immediately felt my breathing stop. Pretty sure my heart stopped too. Every ring felt like a decade. After an eternity, it picked up.“Willow? Are you okay?” came the familiar voice that made my stomach drop. Now I was hyperventilating. I choked trying

Standing in the shower, where I have nearly killed myself twice now, I think that maybe I should try bubble baths like other women. Laughter bubbles up inside me at the very thought. Goddess it felt good to laugh. I had been in such a funk for a few weeks now, it was nice to feel wanted. And man did I want him back. I still felt uneasy. But I understood his hesitation better. Sloan was already protective of me. And who could fault the man for that? I turn the shower off and step out, day dreaming of the tender forehead kisses he gave even in his sleep. So tender for such a large man. He barely fit on my twin size mattress with me. Well over six feet and pure muscle. Blonde hair just a bit too long and ice blue eyes that stare into your soul. And the poutiest bottom lip I’ve ever seen on a man. But endearing nonetheless. Not to mention his wonderful cypress scent. Like home. He felt like home too. I never knew another persons arms could feel so much like a place. Shaking my head of my