His Broken Human Mate (Book 13 of The Regal Eclipse Pack Series)

Chapter 2

Calypso finally boarded the plane a few hours later and was happy to have a window seat. Not that it mattered. It wasn't a long flight. She sat staring out into the darkness, as tears streamed down her cheeks. Tears over her crumbled marriage, tears over the child she'd never been able to conceive. Tears over everything she'd been through.

Now at the age of twenty-five she had to start over and let her past go, something that she would have a difficult time doing, she knew. Her marriage and her desire to be pregnant had been the foremost thoughts in her mind for the last two years. Now, she would have to focus on new things, like picking up the pieces of her life and moving on. She didn't know if that was even possible. Right now, it felt like an insurmountable mountain that she wasn't even sure how to start climbing. 

The plane finally landed, and she hurried off, wondering who had come to pick her up. She got her luggage and then headed through the airport, digging out her phone, and calling her mom.

"Hello?"

"Mom, my plane just landed. Who's coming to pick me up?" She just wanted to get out of the airport now.

"Dane should be there," Maureen said. "Hold on." She got quiet for a long moment. "He's there, he was running a few moments behind. He's close to the entrance."

"Okay, thanks Mom." Calypso hurried through the airport and finally spotted her brother standing there.

Dane was incredibly handsome with his dark hair and blue eyes. Even Calypso recognized that, and she'd had friends in high school who would have loved nothing better than to have her older brother's attention on them. She knew some of them had become her friend just because they were interested in her brother.

She looked him over now as she approached him. If anything, he'd gotten more handsome, though he was completely off the table now, happily married to a woman he called his soul mate, a woman named Lexi Asgrim. Lexi was just as beautiful as Dane, but Calypso barely knew her. She'd only met her once at her own wedding. Hopefully now she'd get to know her sister-in-law and maybe they could be friends.

Dane walked towards her and frowned. "What happened?" She looked down and he tipped her chin up. "Calypso. What happened?"

"Gray asked me for a divorce," she whispered.

His jaw clenched, then he sighed and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly. "I'm so sorry. Come on." He took her bag and slung it over his shoulder.

Calypso followed him out of the airport and over to his car. He opened the door for her, then tossed her bag in the trunk, before walking around and getting in the driver's seat. He started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. "Are you home for good?"

"I don't know. For now. It's .. i should have seen it coming. He's been so distant and probably cheating on me," she murmured.

He sighed. "I've never liked him, Calypso. I wouldn't say that to you before, but now... the guy is a dick."

She almost smiled at that, but her heart was aching too badly. "He just served me the papers today and then fired me."

Dane glanced at her. "Seriously?"

She nodded.

Dane reached over and took her hand in his. "I'm glad you came home then, Calypso. You need the support of your family. You need time to mourn."

Mourn. That's all she felt like she'd been doing. Mourning the loss of her previous life. A single tear slid down her cheek.

Dane was quiet the rest of the trip home, just simply holding her hand, which was incredibly comforting. He finally pulled into their parent's driveway and got out of the car, grabbing her luggage before he came around and opened her door. "It'll be okay, Calypso. Eventually."

Eventually seemed like a long time from now. Right now, she didn't feel like she'd ever be okay again. She got out of the car and followed Dane inside of her parent's house.

Her mother and father were both waiting up for her.

"Calypso! It's so good to see you! What are you doing here?" her mother, Maureen, asked. "Not that I'm not happy to see you, but it's just so unexpected."

She couldn't say anything. She realized she was breaking, and the tears were starting to fall again.

Her mother gasped and immediately pulled her into her arms. She saw her father look at Dane, his arms crossed over his chest. He wasn't happy.

"Gray asked her for a divorce and fired her," Dane told them.

"What?" her mother said in shock.

"That asshole," her father muttered before he too wrapped his arms around both her and her mother.

"I'm glad you came home, Calypso. Are you here for good?" her mother asked.

Calypso nodded.

"Okay, that's fine. Are you hungry?" Her mother's way of fixing the world's problems was to feed them.

"No. I just want to take a warm shower and go to bed," she whispered.

Maureen nodded. "Dane, bring her bag up." She led Calypso up the stairs and back to her old bedroom.

Calypso looked around. Nothing had changed in the last seven years. It was still done in shades of blue, and everything was still in its place. She knew the room would be clean, the bedsheets freshly washed because that was the way her mother was.

Dane walked in and set her bag down. He walked over and gave her a hug. "I need to get home, but if you need anything, Calypso, call me."

She nodded. "Thank you for coming to get me."

Dane cupped her cheek. "Anytime." He turned and walked out of the room.

Maureen turned to her. "I'm so sorry about all of this, Calypso. You are always welcome here. You stay as long as you need to."

"Thanks, Mom," she said softly.

Her mother gave her another hug, then turned and left the room, leaving Calypso alone. She sighed, and picked up her bag and opened it. She wasn't going to unpack tonight. It was almost midnight. She had all the time in the world now to do whatever she wanted. She was jobless, husbandless and childless. She had nothing and no one. Well, that wasn't true. She had her family. Her parents and her brother and his wife. That was all she needed. She didn't need a man. She definitely didn't need Gray.

She grabbed her comfy pajamas and her toiletry bag and headed into the bathroom across the hall. She slowly stripped off her clothes, looking at herself in the mirror. She was so imperfect. Her breasts were large, which she supposed was a good thing, but her stomach wasn't flat. Her thighs were too big and so was her ass. Her mother had told her that she had childbearing hips. Except that she couldn't bear a child. It was laughable. But Calypso wasn't laughing.

She finally stepped in the shower and stood there under the hot water, letting it relax her as she continued to cry. She was so heartbroken over all of it. She got out, dried off, and dressed in her comfy pajamas. Gray had hated them. He'd wanted her to wear sexy lingerie to bed early on in their marriage. Until she'd gained to much weight for his liking.

She crawled back in her bed and got comfortable. This was her life now, and she needed to get used to it. It's not where she'd seen herself when she'd gone away to college, a complete and utter failure at everything. She sighed. Enough self-pity. She was mentally and physically exhausted. She closed her eyes and eventually dozed off.

She was standing out on the back deck of her parent's house when a man walked out of the woods. His hair was a dark blond, his eyes an intense blue. He walked over to her, and cupped her cheek. "Callie," he whispered softly before his lips met hers. "I love you."

Calypso's eyes snapped open and she groaned as she rolled over. She couldn't remember much of the dream, though she swore she could still feel his touch. No one called her Callie, and especially not Gray though she was positive that man hadn't been Gray. She sighed, and drifted back off to sleep.