Carefully, I made my way back to the trunk and tried to ground myself. There would be no shifting up here. I had a feeling my wolf would not handle being in a tree well.
While I waited, my mind wandered. What was Rhyson doing now? It was mid-afternoon. Had he had lunch with his sister and his mate? Were he and Gemma making up for lost time?
My heart hurt. I tried to be happy for him. He was going to have the future that he deserved. He’d still want to be a father to his son. That was the kind of man he was. Our child would still be loved.
That was enough for me, but Goddess, it still hurt. I’d been so sure that Rhyson was my mate. I wasn’t sure how I’d be able to raise my child with him, knowing that this gnawing pain in my chest would never go away.
Or maybe it would. Maybe in time, w
