For Good {Incomplete}

30. Decisions, Decisions

Dedicated to the most inspirational teacher I've ever had the pleasure of being taught by, even if it was only for a semester. I plan on taking his final words to me to heart, "Don't ever change Athena, show them how great you can be."

Chapter 30— Decisions, decisions

I lied down on the bed in the guest room set up for me. My head sunk into the plush white pillow and I sighed in content. After sleeping on the hard ground with nothing but a sleeping bag or in the grasses of the forest for six months, there’s nothing like a feel of a soft, clean bed.

When it was announced that the man, Reece, and I were related, he pulled me into his room. He questioned me about how my life has been. Who my friends were, whether I had any adoptive siblings or not, where I lived, my hobbies, things like that.

One of the things he asked were how my adoptive parents—who I told him were named Kaden and Arianna— told me I was a werewolf. Apparently, I was put into werewolf adoption, specifically for pack dwellers. There’s no need to freak out the poor humans after all.

I explained how they weren’t the ones to tell me since I left when I was fifteen. How things just kind of happened on their own and when I was at Rogue Camp, I shifted for the first time to help Cody and Jason.

Then when he asked about how long I was in an adoption center, I told him about how they didn’t know whether I’d make it and I was in a coma for a few months. I was already a year old when I came around. And how I was given to Caden and Arianna when I was 14 months old—Newly-weds who thought they weren’t able to have children.

He seems to know everything about werewolves and I was admittedly jealous. He was raised knowing about all of this, around our family and their friends. Me? No, I got carted off to Texas where I wasn’t told anything until Tyler shifted.

When we got around to talking about the pregnancy he was ready to kill. I had to explain that Jordan wasn’t the father. It had been my boyfriend—and though unknowingly, my second mate—at the time.

That of course just led him to threatening to castrate Tyler if he ever got the chance. I growled at Reece. No way in hell would I ever let him harm my mate.

Reece lifted his hands up innocently. “Sorry, sorry. I won’t hurt your mate. Promise.”

We’d talked a little longer about nothing in particular before I called it a night. I was absolutely bushed.

I tossed and turned in my sheets. I could sense Jordan in the house and Peyak was crying out for me to go find him.

I groaned. Peyak, shut it!

You are keeping me from my mate. Kitchi is restless as well.

Oh is he? Well what about Maska, huh? What about Tyler? That’s a little twisted. He doesn’t even know Jordan is my mate too. I refuse to go behind his back.

She whimpered at my observation. Mate…

She was quiet after that.

But I couldn’t sleep.

I tossed, I turned. Eventually I accepted that sleeping wasn’t an option, and I knew why.

Part of it was Jordan being nearby but still so far.

The bigger part was guilt. I can’t keep this from Tyler forever and I knew that the longer I waited the harder it would be. I would come up with more reasons for not telling him.

With a sigh I heaved myself out of the bed and downstairs. I fell into a chair and ran my hands down my face.

I felt his presence before I saw him.

“Everything okay?”

“No.” I shook my head dejectedly. “I need to go to San Antonio, I need to tell Tyler the truth, and I need to do it now.”

Cody smiled at me. “C’mon then.”

Song: Hall of Fame by The Script (ft. will.i.am)