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My throat was still raw. Every breath felt like sand blowing across a wound. The monitor in the
corner kept thumping like a slow, angry heart. I could feel the wolf inside me grow louder with
each beat, a low growl that would not be quieted.
The door opened again. Mr. Gable stood in the doorway, his eyes tired but firm. He walked straight to the bed, lifted my son Marco from my arms and carried him out of the room. “I’ll take him to the
hallway,” he whispered to me. “He’ll be safe.” I could not see him leave, but I heard his footsteps
fade away.
Mrs. Gable stayed. She pulled a chair closer to the bed and sat down, her hands resting gently on
my shoulders. Her voice was soft, but it cut through the fog in my mind.
“You have to stop being selfish, Faith,” she said. “You are a mother. Marco needs you. He needs his
mother to be here, alive.”
I tried to speak, but the pain in my chest tightened like a rope. The wolf inside me snarled, hungry
for something I could not give.
“Are you afraid of me?” I asked even though it was hard to even speak “Are you scared of what the
doctor said?”
She shook her head and my eyes were wide, tears spilling down my cheeks.
Mrs. Gable smiled, a tired but steady smile. “I have seen many things in my years,” she said. “I cannot tell you what is real or not. I can only tell you what I feel.” She placed her hand over my own, warm and steady. “You have been our family for six years. We have watched you raise Marco, we have laughed with you, we have cried with you. You are not alone.”
Her words were a blanket over the cold. I felt a small flicker of hope, like a candle fighting a gust of wind. I wanted to believe her, to believe that I could make all of this work and fix everything and
most importantly that I could protect Marco.
But the doctor’s words still echoed in my head: find your mate. The wolf inside me thumped louder, demanding a bond I did not want. I could not think of anyone else but Marco, of the life we had
built together. I could not imagine losing him.
The silence stretched between us until she reached for my phone and gave it to me even though my hands which trembling and I looked at her begging her to stop me from doing what I was about
to do but she shook her head.
It rang. My fingers were trembling, and even though I wished I could not stop the call–something in me knew I had to hear a voice from my past.
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“Hello?” I whispered, my voice breaking.
A small, high–pitched voice answered. “Daddy isn’t home,” it said. “He’s at work.”
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I stared at the screen. it’s surprising that I’ve had this number for the last 6 years and I’ve wanted to call every day ever since just to be here he is voice but now I finally did it and my heart slammed against my ribs.
I heard a faint giggle behind the little girl’s voice. “Hold on, Mommy,” the child said, and handed the phone to someone else. Another voice, softer and older, slipped onto the line.
“Who is this?” I asked, my throat raw, my eyes burning with tears.
There was a pause. I could hear a mother’s sigh. “It’s me, Alice,” she said, but the words felt distant,
as if they were coming from far away.
I thought maybe I called the wrong number and maybe the girl wasn’t who I thought she was but The little girl on the other end had been their child, a tiny life I had imagined.
A part of me wanted to forget that she existed and completely remove a picture of something like that happening in my mind but it was real.
The wolf in my chest roared. My skin prickled with a cold that was not the hospital chill. I could feel the bond trying to stretch, to reach for the mate I had never chosen. My mind scrambled for
answers, for a way to stop the pain.
My hand shook and the phone slipped from my grasp, clattering onto the floor. The call ended. The
line was dead.
“Please… please,” I begged, voice cracking. “I can’t… I can’t hear this.”
I sat back, gasping for air. Mrs. Gable’s hand squeezed my shoulder. “You are hurting, Faith,” she said, her voice low. “You are hurting because you love. A mother’s love is a fire; it can scorch the
heart if it burns alone.”
My chest ached. The wolf’s howl grew softer, as if it listened to my tears. I knew the pain would not
stop until I faced the choice I had tried to hide.
now I couldn’t go back even if I wanted to because I wasn’t just going to destroy their lives but a small child who probably had the perfect family.
“He has a family.” I whispered pained with the realization that his life moved on without me.
Mrs. Gable leaned close, her breath warm on my ear. ” none of that matters think about your child, think about his future” she whispered. “The world will try to pull you in different directions. You must decide which path you will walk, for Marco, for yourself, for the wolf that lives in you.”
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I closed my eyes, feeling the beat of my heart, the rhythm of the monitor.
I don’t know what to do. Old me would have never considered going back because she would have
thought about everybody else but the mother in me will do everything for her son.
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