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Perdita looked at me. “Dorian, why don’t you go and see for yourself how Margo is.”

“That can wait.” I wasn’t pleased with what they had done either. “Besides, the last thing her parents will want to see right now is one of the pack.”

“I’m sure they’re pissed,” Nathan said.

“We’ll need to meet with the Hardings,” Perdita said. “We should involve them in any decisions we make, and we obviously need to set some boundaries here. It’s only fair that they get their say.”

“They will.” Nathan yawned. “Byron’s on his way back here, but we’ll figure all of that stuff out later, okay? For now, you have to rest. Do you need anything to make you more comfortable?”

“Can you get me something warm to drink?” she asked. “My throat is a little sore.”

He left in a hurry.

She smiled at me. “He’s a dependable one, isn’t he?”

“I’m sorry,” I said. “You don’t need all of this extra stress right now.”

“It’s not stressing me,” she insisted. “But you should at least call Margo. Make sure she feels okay. I know Amelia well enough to guess the methods she used to convince Margo to help her. I’m pretty sure Margo feels guilty enough already. She could probably do with some reassurance.”

“When Nathan comes back, I’ll pop out to call her,” I said after a moment. “But I’m not going home yet.”

“They won’t let you stay here too late,” she reminded me. “You’ll have to leave with Byron later.”

As soon as Nathan returned, I headed outside to call Margo. Even the thought of calling filled me with dread, but I had to find out if she was okay.

Her voice sounded weak when she answered the phone. “Is everything okay?”

The panicked note in her voice softened all of the anger and irritation I had been feeling. “It’ll be fine here,” I told her. “What about you?”

“I’m tired. A bit cold. Otherwise all right.”

“Why?” I demanded. “Why would you do something so risky?”

“I thought…” Her voice wavered, and she sniffed quietly, as though she’d turned her face away from the phone. “I thought I’d screwed up. I tried to help. I don’t know what I was thinking. I panicked.”

“You would have known if the baby was dying.” I tried to keep emotion out of my voice, but when it came to Margo and Perdita’s health, I couldn’t hide my feelings. “Why didn’t you trust yourself?”

“Because I don’t! I don’t trust myself. Why would I? I never get this right.”

“You saved Adam’s family.”

“Maybe I shouldn’t have! His dad treats him and his mother like crap. Maybe he was the one who was supposed to die, and I made it so his family suffered even more. I have no idea what the right thing to do is anymore.”

I held my breath and let her vent. I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to say anyway.

“I keep making things worse for everyone. My parents are so worried, and the way I…” She hiccuped a sob. “I shouldn’t have done anything. I thought… We thought we could help.”

“Amelia should have known better.”

“It wasn’t just her. I knew better, and I was afraid, but I agreed, too. It was so awful sitting there not knowing what was happening, what was going to happen, if there was a way to stop it.”

“Did you never stop to think that you two could have hurt Perdita and the baby?” I asked as calmly as possible.

“What?” she whispered.

“You played around with things we know nothing about. How on earth could anyone know if that would harm or help the baby? How could you both test it out on them without Perdita’s permission? I get you both want to help, Margo, really I do, but you have to think about the consequences. You passed out. Again! How many times will it take before you look after yourself?”

“I’m so sorry.” She sounded miserable. “I know I screwed up. I know we both did. It seemed like the only way at the time. I thought you would hate me for not warning Perdita something bad was happening. I thought you would blame me, so I tried to make up for it, but I made everything worse. I don’t blame you for hating me. I get how stupid we were.”

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