My best friend is right. I know she is, but it doesn’t stop uncertainty and guilt that weighs heavily on me.
“Excuse me, I believe I told you that a year ago. Are you using my own words against me?” Piper can’t see my smile, but I hope she can hear it.
“Yeah, I am. For once, I get to be the one to pullyouout of it.”
“Pull me out of where?”
“Whatever place you go to that tells you you’re not worthy.”
My face scrunches.
“Stop that therapy talk,” I chuckle weakly.
“Hey. It’s expensive; I better get some pearls of wisdom out of it,” she jokes. “Do you want me to tell them you’re coming back? Have you talked to them at all?”
“No,” I admit. “I haven’t since I left.”
All that I have are the messages they sent me. I’ve remained silent, unable to tell them everything that’s been swirling inside me.
“Well, then the reunion should be interesting. You want me to tell them?”
I sit on the edge of the bed and dig through my suitcase, my cell phone balanced between my shoulder and ear.
Being on the phone with my best friend gives me the courage to pull out what I’ve pretended hasn’t been with me for an entire week.
Travis’s black sweatshirt sits at the bottom of my clothes, smelling of smoke and a warm, comforting fireplace.
Finally brave enough to do it, I bring my face to the clothing and inhale deeply.
Alpha.
His scent, potent and mouthwatering, makes my head spin and my stomach flip.
It smells like home.
It smells likelove.
“Blair? You there?”
“You don’t have to tell them,” I say softly. “I’ll be able to do it.”
Inhaling the pack leader’s scent again, I realize I have enough courage to go back and apologize.
I only hope it’s not too late.
Regardless of what my best friend said, I still pushed away from Travis, Rowan, and Ryland.
Ihurtthem.
They have every right to reject me when I go back.
It would be well deserved.
I just hope they still feel the same way about me as I do them.
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