Josie POV
Mom closed the door to my old room. I was glad everything was the way I left it. It still smelled the same. Memories of Ryan and me in this room flooded back to me. He would walk out of my shower, all wet and throw himself on the bed and make me mad.
Then Conan’s face flashed in my mind. I felt a pull and a wicked twist in my gut. I winced and clutched my abdomen.
“What’s wrong?” Mom asked.
She placed her soothing hand on my back. When I was younger, I used to think she had healing powers because whenever she touched me, I felt better. Must be the healing touch of a mother.
“Nothing. I feel better.”
She nodded. She settled on my bed and patted the spot beside her.
“I’m happy to have you home.”
“I won’t be here for long. Mom… I have a mate. A real one.”
Her hand went to h
