Chapter Twenty -Eight. Mars.
I knew this was going to happen as soon as Davina was calm. To calm. She had not accepted the reality. When she told me that everything was a dream, I understood that once the reality dawned on her the shock would kick in. Max is looking at me, clearly worried about his mammy. However, he needs to eat, and because Davina has, uncharacteristically, left him behind, I know she will be back as soon as she can. That knowledge doesn’t stop me from feeling conflicted, wanting to stay with my pup and ensure he is okay, and wanting to run after my mate and erasure her. But I cannot leave Max on his own, nor will I take him outside, to see his mammy having a meltdown, about what he is. What I am. I would never want her natural struggles to make my pup feel like his ma
