Jane’s POV
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I have no idea how much I walked alone on the streets, barefoot, with my bag at my chest. My mind is in chaos. My heart is in chaos. If I had been a werewolf for real this would have felt like a rejection probably. This would have been worse but I am not a werewolf and I don’t have a mate and I am just the way I am.
I am hungry and tired and I have no idea how it happened but I am in front of my house I share with Samy.
How to explain to her that I failed?
She was so happy for this chance she thought I had. How do you ruin the image she built in her mind about my returning? About that happy end every woman deserves?
I just stare at our tiny house and command to myself.
“Be brave Jane!” and I wipe away my tears. "Be strong. You don’t need him. You can do
