Letting Go [complete - expanding chapters during rewrite]

Chapter Thirteen

"I don't know that I can live with her? She attacked me for saying we were married.  She'll go nuts seeing us married, and there's only two bedrooms in the cabin," I tell him.  "Anyway, if the point is for her to think she's winning, how would it help to see us sharing a room."
"Agh, you've made your point.  Okay what if—"
"What if you have her stay at the pack house, but put up cameras everywhere.  If she thinks she's going to get away with something maybe she'll do or say something the cameras will catch.  Now how do we get her to lower her guard?  You know her better than I do."
"I can 'bump' into her, and reminisce about old times.  Make her think she's getting to me."
"Good!"
"We should get back to the house.  Remember, not a word of this once we're there."
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That night the cameras get installed at the pack house, and then Jessa get's released from the clinic to her own room the next morning.  The pack gathers to 'celebrate' her coming back with a party that night.
At the party I find myself hovering over the food table, trying a bit of everything.  Mason is in his wheelchair out having fun and conversations.  We split up to give Jessa a chance to approach him.  I can see her talking to one of her old friends.  They giggle and joke.  When they hug each other I know she's going to be on the move.  There!  Right there!  She's walking up to Mason.  The Alpha notices, and then looks meaningfully at me.  I shift to the drink table to have an excuse to stand here and watch.  Luna Victoria moves until she's back to back with Jessa to overhear their conversation.  She listens for a while then smiles, and I know things are going the way we want them to.