Page 39 of My Little Doe
“You’re safe. You’re ok—”
“No. No, I’m not. You. Oh, my lord… You’re a wolf. You… you… oh jeez. Bless the heavens… you’re a monster,” I stuttered out, not making a single bit of sense.
His eyes were wide, then he closed them. He licked his lips before pressing them tightly together. He opened his eyes again, meeting mine. My chest pounded so hard, so fast. My breathing was ragged. Black stars shot through my vision. He didn’t speak, just stared at me, standing in the doorway, frozen.
After a brief moment, he took a step forward. I threw my hands up.
“No. Don’t come near me. I saw it,” I pleaded.
“It was just a nightmare,” he said, low and calm.
“It wasn’t a fucking nightmare!” I yelled.
“I’m standing here right now, as a person,” he said.
“No. You lie. You’re lying. This is why I don’t have my baby,” I said.
My knees gave out, and I collapsed to the floor, knees bent in front of me. Sobbing.
“What are you talking about?” he said.
“I was standing there that day, and Daxyn… oh my God… He was there, and then he was a wolf. Then that stupid guy locked me in that room. I pleaded for him to let me out. I begged him. I cried and banged on the door. His music was so loud. I told him I needed help, but he couldn’t hear me. He hid me in there because I saw it,” I cried out.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he said.
“You’re gonna eat me. You liked hunting me, you enjoyed it that one day. You’re a wolf, too. Don’t lie to me. That midwife was trying to tell me,” I said.
“I… um… you weren’t supposed to know,” he said.
“And what do you ‘spose was gonna happen out here in the middle of nowhere? Twice a month, right?”
“I was going to leave for supplies for the night. My cousin offered to hang out with you if you didn’t want to be left alone. You’re not being held here against your will. So, I don’t need to babysit you every day,” he said.
“Then I’m leaving… I’m going home,” I said.
I pushed myself off the ground and took a few steps before my vision went fuzzy, and tingling rushed up to my head. I fell forward. Before I hit the ground, he grabbed me and pushed me onto the bed.
“You aren’t going any damn where, be fucking for real,” he said.
“I thought you weren’t holding me against my will,” I muttered.
“I’m not, but you need to rest and heal. You have been through something very traumatic,” he said.
“I can do that at home!” I shouted.
“I don’t want to be here either! God damn it, I could be somewhere else. I had a plan. I was working on taking back what was mine. Instead, I’m here. By God, I didn’t save your life for youto think you’re just going to get home magically. Then Ravik finds out that I didn’t kill you, and we both get killed.”
I studied him as he stood next to the bed. His veins bulged out of the side of his neck. His face was flushed. Nothing came out of my mouth. He was right. How the hell would I get home? It took an entire day to drive here. I could barely walk.
After a long moment of silence, he spoke.
“Yes, werewolves are real. That’s why you were kidnapped, because Ravik wants control. Demands control over all of us. Pack loyalty is a lie. If only one person challenges him, even if they are stronger than he is, it doesn’t matter. Those loyal to him would take that person out. Ravik killed my father to prove a point. Your baby could have been a Novo one day—or that’s what he hoped anyway,” he said.
I didn’t know what to think. How was I supposed to respond to that? I was pregnant with a little werewolf. He only wanted him to continue building his army.
“I’m not a werewolf, though. Would my baby still have—”
“Yes, all babies born at least half werewolf will shift,” he cut me off.
