Emily didn't know if she could handle Simile coming home. Yes, she'd asked her to come home, to help them, help her. But she also knew that it was stupid. Just because Simile would be home, with the pack, didn't mean that she would look at Emily and see her mate. Simile didn't want her, and the sooner she accepted that the better off they'd all be.
"Do you think she's going to show up?" Andy asked, she was sitting at the kitchen counter, reading and drinking coffee.
"She told you she would," Emily said.
"Yes, she did." Andy looked up at Emily who stood wringing her hands in the doorway of the kitchen. "Do you want her to?"
"We need her help. If we're a strong front, Diego might back down."
"He won't, he wants the pack, and bringing Simile home might actually be something he sees
