Remy looked up at the other werewolf, not liking anyone this close to his grill. “What’s that?”
“What makes you think you’re the only one hurting like this?” Cooper asked. “You ever consider that maybe the suffering goes both ways? Think about that.”
Straightening to his full height, Cooper walked out of the room, leaving Remy alone with his doubts, his fears, and his regrets.
Chapter 18
Triana sat at the small table in her mother’s kitchen, doing her best to eat breakfast, but the mere sight of the egg white omelet her mother had cooked made her feel ill. Out of the blue, a little voice in her head screamed out two words.
Morning sickness!
She told herself to chill out even as her pulse skyrocketed. No matter how queasy her stomach felt, she wasn’t pregnant. For one thing, she and Remy had used protection every time. For another, women didn’t usually get morning sickness so quickly. So, unless there was something about sleeping with a werewolf that invalidated the normal rules of conception, she was fine. Besides, she didn’t only feel like this in the morning. She’d felt crappy since Wednesday night. It didn’t escape her notice that she’d first begun feeling this way when things with Remy had fallen apart.
She had no idea exactly what that meant, but something told her it couldn’t be a good thing.
“Is Remy still downstairs?” she asked.
Her mother came over to the table with two mugs of coffee and sat down at the table opposite Triana. The power was back on, which meant the coffeepot was functional, so her mother was happy. Triana picked up her mug and took a sip.
Her mom shook her head. “Remy left already.”
Triana’s stomach lurched. “He went back to Dallas?”
“No. Some of their pack mates came in during the night to help with cleanup efforts in the city. I made them breakfast before they left, and let me tell you, those boys can eat. We’re out of nearly everything. I’m going to have to make a run to the grocery store later.”
Triana nodded, her heartbeat returning to normal as she realized Remy hadn’t left town yet. She really did have it bad for him. It was over between them, yet she was nearly having a panic attack at the thought of him leaving town without saying anything to her.
On the other side of the table, her mother regarded her with a knowing look.
“Is it that obvious?” Triana asked.
“That you’re in love with Remy? Yes, that part’s obvious. What isn’t so clear is what the heck is going on between the two of you.”
Triana picked up her fork but didn’t eat. Instead, she pushed her eggs around on the plate, trying to figure out where to start.
“I think I fell in love with Remy when I turned around and saw him standing there that first night at the club,” she said softly. “That might not sound like a big deal to you, considering how fast you and Dad got married, but for me, it was out there. I started thinking crazy things, like how I could see myself being with Remy for the rest of my life. I thought Remy felt the same way.”
“But?” her mother prompted.
Triana felt tears burn her eyes. “But a couple of days ago, something happened. I felt this weird…pop…I guess you’d call it. Like the connection between us broke. I’ve never experienced anything like it, but I knew in my heart something had changed and that Remy was pulling away.”
Her mom didn’t say anything and merely waited patiently for her to continue.
“Then Thursday night at dinner, before we came back and found those men in the shop, Remy told me he’d been in a relationship a long time ago and that he wasn’t interested in getting into another one. And just like that, it was over.”
“Over?” her mother echoed in surprise.
Triana nodded.
Her mom frowned. “So, if it’s over, why did he risk his life, and the lives of his pack mates, to come rescue you?”
Triana opened her mouth to answer but then closed it again. She honestly didn’t know.
“Well, it seems obvious he still cares about you.” Her mother regarded her over the rim of her mug. “When Remy told you it was over, did you tell him how you feel about him?”
Triana shook her head glumly.
