Chapter 9

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Logan's P.O.V.

"I'm pregnant." She said. My mother jumps up and runs to hug her. My father does the same. Zach and I look at each other then at Dakota. All of us were shocked. I finally stand up. "I'm happy for you Kat." I say, giving her a hug. "Yeah, we'll finally have a little niece or nephew." Dakota says, standing as well. Zach doesn't say anything but he smiles and hugs our sister. "How far along are you?" My mother asks. "Only about a month." Kat replies with a smile, holding her hand to her stomach. "I guess now would be a bad time to tell you then." My father says. I look at him and frown. "Tell me what?" Kat asks with worry. My mother looks at the ground. "Peter was seen attacking Kendall's father, along with other rouges." My father tells her. She gasps. I knew what the Peter guy had done. My dad told us both mom and Kat had nightmare for months about it. "Don't worry Kat, he won't get near you or mom." Dakota says softly. Kat smiles and hugs him. "I know he can't but I hate knowing he was so close to the pack..." She says with worry. Kat had been kidnapped by Peter when she was younger. He tortured her for 4 years before they finally found her location and got her out. That was the day Luke had found out she was his mate. My father said Luke was always the one who kept my mom going when she wanted to give up. He wouldn't let anyone give up on Kat. I guess he was smart to do so because Kat is with us now and is having a baby.

"What will you name him/her?" My mother was asking Kat. "I'm not sure yet." Kat laughed. "What will it be? Since your human?" Zach finally spoke up. Everyone looked at him then at Kat who now looked scared. "I'm not sure.. dad.. what will happen?" Kat looks at our father as she speaks. "Well it will most likely be wolf. Since that side is more dominant. There's a chance it could be human. We won't know for a few months, but it should be fine, whatever it is." He says with a small smile. Kat let's out a sigh of relief. "I'm going to my room." I say. Before anyone can reply I leave the room. I walk up to my room and shut my door before laying back on my bed. I pull my phone out and see I have a message. I open it and to my surprise it's Kendall.

Are you ok?

I smile at the text then reply.

I'm fine. Thanks.

I was surprised to get any text from her. She hadn't text me at all since she started dating Brandon. She was always out with him.

Ok! Just making sure. So you decide about London yet?

I sigh as I read the text. Slowly I type out.

I don't know yet. I have wanted this for years, but I wasn't expecting to have to leave on such short notice.

I sent the message and then scroll through twitter while I wait for her reply.

Logan if it's what you want, then you should go for it. This school is something you've dreamed of right, so go! Have fun and live your life how you want to live it. Don't worry about finding your mate, you might get lucky and not find her. Just know that I'll be here for you to call if you need a friend.

I smile as I read her long text. I felt like I mattered to her. Like she actually cared how I felt, unlike most people. She's different than any girl I've ever met, and I feel like it's my job to protect her and care for her. I don't know why but I do.

Thanks Kendall. That means a lot to me, knowing you care.

She replies quickly.

I know you'd do the same for me. Well hey I'm off to bed it's getting late. See you tomorrow!

I smile then text her back with a goodnight. I throw my phone down and lay back in bed. I had 3 day to figure out what I was going to do. I wanted to go but I wasn't ready to leave so soon. Maybe something will help me make my decision in the next couple of days.. I lay back on my bed and begin thinking of pros and cons of staying and of leaving. I couldnt think of many con's other than I'd miss my family and friends. I was starting to think it may not be bad to just up and leave in 3 days. I lay back on my bed and let my eyes slide closed as I fall asleep, thinking of what I'd do.

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