*Esma*
Wearing my nightdress, I sit at the vanity in Eden’s room and brush my hair. We’ve left matters regarding what needs to be done when we return to Blackrock City unfinished, although Jamie has said he’ll contemplate the situation and how best to handle it. I love him for not wanting to put either me or Eden in harm’s way, but I’ve seen in his eyes that he knows my argument has merit.
“You don’t have to wait until I fall asleep to go to him,” Eden says from where she sits on the bed, leaning her back into the mound of pillows. “I just hope you know what you’re doing. If you get with babe, I suppose you can at least plead the belly. They don’t hang she-wolves who are with child. Or so I’ve heard.”
I rise from the bench, hurry over to Eden, sit on the edge of the bed, and take her ha
