Chapter 210


    Jane


    I call Linda first thing the next day, determined to figure out the truth. I’m still reeling from my


    conversations with Paisley and Nina, still trying to wrap my mind around the idea that Ethan is


    paralyzed.


    I hate to think that all this has been happening right under my nose, and I feel so stupid for not seeing it


    sooner. My wolf tried to tell me that something was wrong with Ethan, but I was so ready to believe he


    didn’t want me. I expected him to hurt me, so I didn’t question it when he did – even though we’de


    so far together.


    My hands are shaking as I dial my best friend, wondering what Ethan could have possibly said to


    convince her to lie to me this way. She answers promptly, “Hello, my love.” Her voice is familiar and


    warm, and her betrayal cuts through me. Linda was my friend, not Ethans – she was supposed to be


    on my side no matter what.


    “Linda,” I breathe, barely able to contain my hurt.


    I’d nned on having an open and logical conversation with her, but now that she’s actually on the line,


    I don’t think I can. “Were you ever going to tell me?”


    There’s a pregnant pause on the other end of the call, and when Linda finally answers her voice is stiff


    and stilted. “What do you mean?”


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    “I know about Ethan.” I dere hoarsely. “I know about all of it, and I’m just trying to figure out why you


    – my supposed best friend- didn’t think I deserved to know what was happening in my own life, to my


    own family?”


    Linda curses under her breath. “Oh Jane,” She murmurs, sounding miserable now. “I tried to convince


    him to tell you. I tried to convince him not to go through with this ridiculous n – but he had leverage-“


    “What leverage could possibly be worth breaking my heart and depriving my children of their father?” I


    demand fiercely, interrupting her even though I know she’s trying to exin.


    “We owed him everything, Jane. If it weren’t for him the Southern Isles would be in ruins, Eric would be


    dead and we never would have gotten to be together. Besides I hid you and the pups from him for


    years… I betrayed my Alpha, and he wasn’t going to let me forget it. He used his power and authority


    to make me promise… but more than that, it was his dying wish.” Linda shares, her voice growing thick


    with emotion. “I know how hard it’s been for you and I’m so sorry Jane, but it wasn’t easy for him


    either.”


    I scoff, “well he certainly made it look easy. You should have heard the things he said to me… he knew


    all my weak spots and he struck everyst one of them – knowing exactly what it would do to me, and


    then ming me when I fell apart.”


    “He was trying to protect you, Jane.” Linda growls.


    I know he was cruel, but you didn’t see what I did.


    You didn’t have his beta calling you in a panic because he was suicidal over losing you and the pups.”


    “How in the hell would pushing me away protect me?” I exim, furious tears pouring down my cheeks.


    I can only handle one thought at a time, but her second point hasn’t escaped me. I can’t even imagine


    a suicidal Ethan. That’s not something I would think is even in his DNA. He’s always been so


    determined, so resilient, it seems impossible that he might consider ending it all.


    “Don’t you get it!?” Linda counters, sounding equally angry now. “He couldn’t protect you. He found a


    way to fool the pack, but if anyone came after you or the pups, he’d be helpless to stop them. Besides,


    the longer his wolf is trapped, the more dangerous he bes. He wasn’t going to risk going moon


    mad and hurting you or the pups.


    Pain slices through me, “I thought… I assumed he was just being prideful, that he couldn’t stand the


    idea of being paralyzed, having to rely on others to take care of him,”


    “Well you assumed wrong.” Linda snaps. “He did it all for you and the pups. And yes, he was a


    monumnental jerk when he ended things with you, but he’d only just gotten the news. When you came


    back and he saw how badly he’d hurt you, he decided to fight- but even then it was only in order for you


    and the pups to have a bright future.


    He didn’t give a damn about himself.”


    “That’s why he arranged all the gifts,” I guess, “that was his way of looking out for us even after he’s


    gone.”


    “Yes.” Linda confirms, sounding very tired now.


    You’re not the only one who’s been hurting Jane, and you at least had the pups. Before Matthew called


    Nina and Paisley came back, he was coping with all this on his own.”


    “Wait a minute, Matthew called Nina?” I inquire, distracted again. “Nina told me Ethan reached out.”


    “Then she was lying.” Linda exins. “Nina was there waiting when Ethan got home with Paisley.


    She convinced him to let her stay and help.”


    “She also told me that Ethan only sent all those gifts for the pups. She insisted that everything he said


    to me was real.” I rte, my heart suddenly pounding in my chest. Was she lying, is it possible that


    Ethan still cares? It feels dangerous to think that way, but my wolf is already getting carried away.


    Linda rumbles a soft growl. “Then she’s up to something. The gifts were as much for you as they were


    the pups, and though he fully intended to push you away, he never wanted to. He loves you, Jane. He


    loves you enough to put your well-being above his own happiness – and he always has.”


    “Really?” I squeak, not trusting the hope bubbling up inside me. Over the years I’ve learned just how


    dangerous hope can be, the mere hint makes my heart want to shut down, certain this is some sort of


    trick.


    “Of course.” Linda doesn’t sound angry or frustrated anymore, only sad. “You have no idea how much it


    killed him to lie to you, to let Devon try to take his ce. If you realized how deeply it pained him, you’d


    never even question it.”


    “Where exactly does Devon fit in all this?” I suddenly inquire, realizing that my would-be boyfriend must


    have been in on this from the beginning. This exins their conversation the other night, and Ethan’s


    anger that Devon withheld the truth about his vampirism. If he wanted us to be safe, a vampire was


    probably thest thing he wanted.


    “Where does Devon fit in all what?” A familiar voice sounds behind me. I turn, startled to find Devon


    standing behind me, a deep frown on his face.


    “Speak of the devil.” I sigh, for Linda’s benefit. “


    Linda, I’ve got to go. I’m sorry I came at you the way I did. Can we talk moreter?”


    “Of course.” She agrees. “I love you.”


    “I love you too, talk soon.” I end the call and turn to face Devonpletely, feeling at a loss.


    “What’s going on?” He inquires,ing forward.


    “Maybe you can tell me.”I answer Coolly. “It seems when you came clean about being a vampire you


    left out a few details. Like the fact that you’re only here because my mate is dying and somehow


    convinced you to rece him.”


    Devon winces. “It wasn’t like that. I never lied about my feelings Jane. I’ve always loved you, and I truly


    want to be with you. That’s why I came clean in the first ce.”


    “But you knew about Ethan, didn’t you?” I interrogate. “You knew he still loved us and he only pushed


    us away to protect us. You knew that I didn’t have to be suffering that way.”


    “Yes, I knew.” Devon confesses, staring me straight in the eye. “But you would have suffered either


    way. Ethan made up his mind and there was no arguing with him. You know what it’s like when an


    Alpha gives orders – you might be able to defy them as his mate, but the rest of us don’t have that


    luxury.” He reminds me. “I wish I could tell you there was another way, but if Ethan dies.. well, we


    thought it would be easier for you to move on if you hated him.”


    Shows what they know. Ethan’s death was never going to be easy, because all my anger and hatred


    was just a mask for the loss of my mate – for a pain too unbearable to confront.


    “And if he lives?” I demand, feeling more and more furious with myself for believing their lies so easily.


    I’m directing my anger outward now, but my wolf is howling in my head, horrified to think we had so


    little fate in our mate. “Did none of you think to tell me we might have a future together after all – or did


    you think I was too fragile to cope with any of this?” Devon sends me a truly pitying look, and I


    understand that I’ve missed something.


    “What?” I prompt him fiercely. “What aren’t you telling me?”


    “Jane, if Ethan lives he’s going to marry Nina. That was their deal.” His words m into me with


    crushing force, and suddenly it feels nearly impossible to breathe.


    Pain tears through my midsection, and I bend double, clutching my belly as my uterine walls mp and


    clench with excruciating force. Devon is immediately by my side, asking me what’s wrong. I can only


    whimper, “No, no! It’s too soon!”


    “What is Jane? Talk to me, what’s happening?”


    Devon begs.


    I nce up at him with wide eyes. “I think the baby ising.”


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