Page 66 of The Alpha King's Curse: Part Two

“She’ll be eighteen soon,” she stated.

“I’m aware. I think we’ll move there. It might be better for you in the long run if you don’t give birth here.”

Because he didn’t trust his pack. That much was evident since they had attacked them in the garage.

“And then you’ll take the baby and leave?” she asked quietly.

“Yes. I‘ll transfer all your money the day you give birth.”

His answer hadn’t changed since they’d made the deal. He stated it without hesitation and crushed her every time. She knew she had become attached to him the time she’d had to take care of him, but now it felt like it was more than that. The thought of being separated from him...

“How will I survive it?” she whispered.

“You knew you’d have to give me the baby when you agreed to this. Don’t complicate things.”

She hadn’t been asking about being separated from the baby; she wanted to know if she would survive the pain of being far from him. But the way he said it so firmly confirmed everything. He didn’t want anything to do with her.

She slowed her steps when the pain singed every part of her body. It felt like she was dying somehow.

‘Beg him!’

That voice. It had returned with a vengeance the day she had seen her mother.

Jackson stopped walking and looked back at her with a frown.

“I’m tired. I want to head back,” she lied.

She didn’t know if he could tell she was lying. He just nodded and turned so they could walk out of the woods.

“I’ve told Dylan to meet you at the door. There’s something I need to check out,” Jackson said.

“How do you talk to each other like that?” she asked.

Anything to get her focus away from the way she was feeling.

“Wolves in the same pack can communicate telepathically with individuals or the whole pack if they’re close enough.”

“Will I be able to do that?”

“Not with my pack, but you can do that with your mother.”

Her steps faltered again.

So she’d been talking to her mother all that time? Was that real? The woman who’d abandoned her had returned and dared to offer her advice as a wolf?

Her fists clenched, and she increased her speed.

“What did I do now?”

“Nothing,” she snapped.

She took a breath and calmed herself. She was angry with Rebecca, not Jackson. It was unfair to take it out on him. Her moods had been all over the place lately; thinking about her mother made things worse.

“Cain wants to know why you’re lying. You keep scaring him; he doesn’t know how to be around you anymore.”

“Cain?”

She was sure she hadn’t met anyone called Cain.

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