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I can’t sit here and do nothing whilst she cries.
What kind of male am I?
“A worthy one,” my wolf replies.
“I’ve been alone since I lost Ryan,” she whispers, avoiding my gaze the best she can.
Neither Kane nor I like that she’s mourning another man, but I hate even more the way her voice trembles as she speaks. The way her scent murks, and she huddles in on herself.
But then she looks up at me and gives the most pitiful smile, and it heals a small part of my frustration. “And everything has gone to shit, and things are so different, but you’re here and helping.” She shakes her head, looking down at Phoebe again. “I don’t know what I can believe or what my future holds, but you’re caring for me.”
“You are so precious,” my wolf says.
“So precious,” I echo.
“I’m scared, Seb.” Her eyes meet mine now, and I can see the weight of her panic, feeling it drawing me in, as she flounders without a lifeboat. I need to be the support for her. “What if I’m not cut out for this? What if I’m not enough for Phoebe?”
“My brother was right—you are a blessing, Maia. You’re strong and have survived a loss so soul-destroying because you loved your daughter enough to let her future guide you,” Kane continues. “Don’t stop now. Don’t give up.”
She nods, blinking her tears away, as she steals her shoulders back. A spark appears in her eyes, and I can feel her determination through her scent changes. “I won’t.”
Strong. Steady. Prepared.
“Our girl has got this,” I say.
“Good girl,” Kane says, adding some growl to his words, deliberately, this time. Her eyes narrow, and she looks at us, her perfect lips parting as her brows raise. My palms go clammy, and I almost move away from her to avoid that look.
How can she already see me, when nobody ever has before?
“Hey!” Kane protests.
“You don’t count, and you know it.”
“How can I tell when you are you and when you are… your wolf?” she asks. “It was very clear with Christopher. He and Orion are so different. Is that the same for you all?”
I purse my lips but know that I can’t lie to her. “No.”
“You talk to her,” I plead.
Kane would be smirking if he wasn’t such a bastard. “Don’t call me names, human. You’re the one she wants to talk to right now.”
“You’re a coward,” I taunt. “Just tell her the truth.”
“No.”
I laugh, and Maia frowns. Fuck. “Sorry.”
“What’s funny?”
I hang my head in my hands, and Kane prods me to keep talking. “I’m never letting you out again.”
“Sounds good to me. I’ll stay inside your head and let you do all the peopling. I’m bored of that life.”
Bastard.
“I’m arguing with Kane.”
“Kane is your wolf’s name?” she asks. Her pitch raises a few notches, the soft curiosity so fucking sweet.
