Eric didn’t look at me. He didn’t look at anybody. He shifted into his wolf form and silently padded in the opposite direction, back to West Pack territory. Crystal did the same, except she stole a moment to glare one final time at the Madame. Colton was by Eric’s side, still holding the pelts, and the rest of the wolves followed him. Only Noro and Ramsay remained, waiting for me to finish up my business here.
I felt torn. I wanted desperately to be with Eric, to comfort him in his moment of grief. I wanted to tell him I was sorry--that I loved him so, so much.
“Go and be with your mate,” the Madame said, putting her hand on my shoulder and breaking me out of my thoughts. “He needs you.”
My chest ached and I hesitated. “I don’t want him to be upset with me. What if he doesn’t want to be near me anymore?”
“What’s done is done. If what you told me is true, then he is the father of your child too. He won’t wish to be apart from you for very long.”
The Eric I knew was logical, always thinking rationally. But he could have spikes of intense emotion, too, and I didn’t know which one would greet me when I returned.
“Come on, Matheson,” Noro said gently. “It’s time for us to return to the wolf lands.”
I gave the Madame a quick goodbye, then I trudged behind him. Ramsay walked beside me as a wolf, letting me lean into him and wipe my tears in his thick red fur.
My emotions twisted in my gut, making me feel sick. Had I done the wrong thing by healing the Madame? It didn’t feel wrong. It feltgood,knowing I could use my powers to help people.
But in doing so, had I betrayed Eric?
And would he ever forgive me?
