Jane
As I zoom back across town, retracing the steps I took mere hours ago when I first ran to Linda’s, my mind drifts to the past. The clenching pain in my pelvis is blinding now, and the only refuge left to me is the world in my head. My memories swirl around me in a familiar fog, but one day stands out from the rest.
I was eighteen, newly married and supporting Ethan at one of the most difficult times in his life. The day after his father’s funeral I truly believed I was coming down with my period, and though Ethan offered to stay home with me, I told him to go to work anyway. It was too important, he was the new Alpha and he had to seem like he was up for the job from day one.
“Are you sure?” He asked me, leaning over my prone body on the bed, his brow furrowed in concern.
“Go o
