Zayde’s Point of View
She walks away from me. Again, but this time, I let her.
Not because I want to. Not because it doesn’t feel like my chest is being torn open one breath at a time, but because I can see it in her eyes. If I push her, she will shatter. And if she shatters right now, I don’t know if she will ever let me put her back together.
So I stand here just watching her as she disappears into the trees.
“She’s… pregnant.”
I whisper softly, the words still sound surreal to me. I repeat them in my head again, as if repetition will make it easier to understand.
Pregnant.
She is pregnant.... With my pup.
And she was about to shift.
Elijah was right. If the shift had gone through…
A cold sweat crawls down my spine. I could have lost her.
I could have lost both of them.
“Zayd
