Chapter 59

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Chapter 59

If it were solely up to me, I would have moped around for the next couple of days. Emily had other plans in store though. Emily made me continue to call. I never got an answer. She made me get out of bed and be active. The worst though is that she was always babbling on about pregnancy and babies. I swear she was more excited than I was.

Seeing Jace for even that short minute had done miracles to my body. I could walk around again without starting to shake, and my appetite was back up. I also looked slightly more normal, but still not the best. I was still in bad shape though.

"Mia!" I called up the stairs.

She came bounding down the stairs with a grace I noticed more now that I knew the truth.
With a crooked grin on her face, she wrapped her small arms around me.

"Ready?" I asked.

Mia nodded, and shortly after we were prancing through the forest. Mia leaped over logs and between trees with an energy that now seemed foreign to me.

Turns out Mia's parents were rogues. Their packs turned against them when her father was on guard duty, and accidentally let a group of vicious rogues past. Mia and her parents left the pack not long after. The harassment and abuse they received from their pack was insane. So her family got fake names, and hid away from their old pack that was still trying to track them down. She thinks they had been the ones to kill her parents.

I tried to talk to Mia about being adopted by werewolves. I taught her all about the packs in the area, but she wasn't convinced. She was terrified her old pack would find her, and try to kill her. It was a lot for a child to have to worry about.

"Can I go climbing?" She asked eagerly, already pulling herself up onto a low hanging branch of a pine tree.

"Don't go up too high though," I warned.
Mia nodded, and scurried up into the tree.

"Mia?" I called up.

I got a tossed pinecone as a response.

"I can't teach you what you need to know. I can't teach you control, or anything else someone like you needs. You need to let me call somebody to get a proper home for you."
Mia crawled back down onto a lower branch, until we were face to face with each other.

"Why can't I go to humans?" She asked.

"What will happen when you turn sixteen and need to turn? You can't go through the change with nobody to help you," I said. "If you get adopted by a new pack, they will protect you. I can promise you my family will protect you."

Mia chewed on her lip, pondering what I was saying.

"You could help me change," She said.

"I can't. I'll get hurt, and it's very far away in the future. Who know where we will be when the time comes."

Mia stretched out her arms to me. I reached out, and let her leap into my arms. I caught her, and fell off balance momentarily. I managed to regain it, and sat on the forest floor with her curled into my arms. She wrapped her arms around my waist, and rested her head on my chest.

"Are you sure they will protect me?" She asked.

"I can't promise, but I do know they will try their best."

Mia buried her face into my chest. Warmth spread through my chest, and I recognized it as the stupid maternal instinct that I had subconsciously felt ever since I became pregnant. It did explain why I suddenly didn't hate children as much as I usually do over the past few months.

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