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“Wait, can I get some water?”
But she has already gone and didn’t even acknowledge my question.
“I wouldn’t bother. They won’t help us,” comes a voice before someone jerks the partitioning curtain away to reveal two other girls. One looks to be in her mid-twenties with long, curly dark hair and sparkling green eyes. The other girl is around sixteen, with her dark blonde hair tied into a messy bun on top of her head.
“My name is Macey,” the oldest of them says.
“Hi. Everly,” I reply.
“Her name is Zoe. Welcome to the shunned mothers club,” Macey chuckles before looking down at her baby. She sighs heavily.
“Don’t expect them to help; they won’t. Seriously, you’re best off getting out as soon as you can,” Macey tells me.
“But they are supposed to,” I tell her, feeling disheartened.
“Yeah, I have been here two days; baby has a few problems. Half the time, they don’t answer when I buzz, and forget about them feeding you. I haven’t received anything since being here,” Macey explains before reaching to the foot of her bed and pulling a bag toward her. She rummages through it before pulling out a granola bar.
“Here. You must be starving. I was, and I came prepared expecting this,” Macey explains.
“You had a baby before?” I ask, unable to imagine going through this again.
She shakes her head. “No, this is my first. My mom was a single mother, too. We are rogues like you,” she says.
I open the granola bar, my stomach growling at the sight of food.
“Boy or girl?” I ask the younger girl, who seems rather shy.
“Girl. Yours?”
“Boy,” I tell her.
“Thanks,” I tell Macey before biting into the granola bar.
“Plenty in there, just help yourself. I brought extras in case there were other girls. Which pack are you from? Your aura feels quite strong for a rogue?” she says, staring at me.
“Alpha blood,” I tell her. Her eyebrows raise in shock.
“In that case, you don’t have to tell me. I understand why you would want to keep that to yourself. Zoe was born rogue—so was I,” she says, and I glance at Zoe, who nods.
“If you don’t mind me asking, where are you girls living? Are there any refuges or anything for women?”
“I have a place at a refuge. But I know it’s full to capacity,” Zoe says, a look of sorrow etching her face as if she wishes she could help more.
“Me? I live with my mom and my brother,” Macey tells me.
“Where are you staying? No family would help?” Zoe asks.
I shake my head. “No. We will be alright. I will come up with something,” I tell them, hoping that will be true, though I have been living in my busted station wagon, which cost me $500 for the last eight months.
It saddens me that we are pushed aside, but the next day, both girls help me, for which I am grateful. Macey continues to share her food, and she was right—not once did anyone come to check on us, no food was brought to us, nothing. Shunned for having a baby, and we suddenly don’t matter anymore.
ChapterThree
Two weeks later
Tap, Tap, Tap.
I look up and see a man tapping on my car window, his flashlight shining in before he moves it around, looking in the back. I put my hand up when the light flashes across my face, blinding me. He quickly moves it to the side.
