Debby’s POV:
I sighed for the second time while stirring the soup in the pot.
I had been given money by Damon, yet I had no idea how to use it. By now, I was supposed to find someone who would help me deliver and, at the same time, find something for myself to do.
My main fear was how people would react in the delivery room if, by chance, my wolf pulled through. They would run out in fear.
I couldn’t go back to Damon’s pack or Johnson’s, and I knew no one here who would help me.
“I don’t know what to do,” I whispered to myself, then turned off the stove and walked out of the house, deep in thought, to get some fresh air.
“Good to see you here,” Jay’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
I frowned as I looked around in shock.
I had no idea how I found myself where he was when all I wanted was to think things through alone and get some fresh air.
“How are you, beautiful?” he greeted.
“Crap,” I whispered, and then turned to walk away.
“Debby, wait,” he called loudly, stopping me in my tracks.
I turned back and looked at him seriously. I wasn’t in the mood for exchanging annoying words.
“What is it?” I asked coldly.
“Ouch, that’s a very cold response. Anyway, can you please release me for just a few minutes? I need to use the toilet, I’m desperate,” he said as I hesitated but moved closer to him.
“You aren’t planning on running away, are you?” I asked seriously.
“What? No way. I’m also not planning on peeing on myself either. I would die of embarrassment,” he answered, then smirked.
I kept quiet while looking him in the eyes, trying to see if he was telling me the truth or lying.
“What do you think?” I asked my wolf silently.
“I don’t know. He is our third chance mate, so it’s hard for me to connect with him on a deeper level. Moreover, he is only human. He could be lying right to our face, but then again, if he really does need to go, then you will have to release him or he will truly be embarrassed,” she answered.
I moved my hands to the ropes, pulling on them, then stopped.
“Jay, do you promise that you won’t do anything crazy?” I asked softly.
“I won’t. I promise you,” he answered seriously.
“Okay,” I whispered softly, then ripped the ropes off of him and stood upright.
He immediately massaged his wrist with a smile.
“He is our mate. He can’t hurt us, right?” I asked my wolf silently.
Her silence made me understand that she had doubts about that, so I needed to have my guard up.
“I’ll show you to the bathroom,” I said when he looked at me seriously.
“Yes, please. I really need to go,” he answered.
I turned and began walking to the entrance when I felt his hands push me forward.
I let out a loud scream when I hit the ground, and pain spread throughout my body.
My lower abdomen felt like it was being stabbed, and my eyes were filled with tears as I forced myself to sit upright.
Jay rushed past me without a care as I struggled to get to my feet. When the scent of blood hit my nose, I stopped moving and looked at the ground I was on, which had blood drops.
My heart sank, and all I could feel was fear. Tears ran down my face as I began to move backward in a sitting position.
I had gone through so much to lose my pup. I needed to find a way out before it was too late. Why was I the unlucky one always suffering at the hand of a mate?
My strength was slowly diminishing, and my breath was becoming labored. My wolf was about to take over so we could shift when I stopped her.
“You can’t. If people see you, they will kill us. We aren’t their kind,” I whispered, then slowly lay down and wrapped my arms around my stomach, trying to breathe properly through the pain. My vision was beginning to blur as well.
“Debby!” Jay’s voice came through.
When I heard his footsteps approach me, I shook my head. I was terrified of him. As Alec had stated, he looked violent and had a bad personality.
Was he here to kill me now that I was suffering and weak to fight back?
When he touched my forehead, I growled in warning, expecting him to leave me alone. But I held my breath when I was lifted in his arms.
“No,” I forced out the words as my wolf whimpered loudly.
“Stay still, I need to get you in the house and find help,” he ordered as he walked.
I wanted to ask him not to involve people or anyone, but I had no strength left to speak.
“Please wait a bit,” he whispered as he put me down on a sofa in the house.
I was beginning to lose consciousness with each passing minute.
“Fuck, I need to find a phone,” he yelled loudly.
I closed my eyes as my wolf’s whimper began to dim.
“Debby, stay with me. You can’t die on me, please!” I heard Jay scream.
If I still had my strength, I could have smiled and laughed at him for showing care and kindness to me, who had treated him badly and kept him tied up.
Was he feeling guilty now because he was the one who had pushed me?
For years, I stayed strong and chose to live, even if it was a hellish paradise. Was I too selfish not to want to die?
Now that I could feel myself slowly succumbing to the darkness, I could only welcome death. My only regret in the moment was not meeting and seeing my pup smile and laugh after his or her birth.
I wasn’t going to be there to see my pup being born. What if my pup faced the same fate as I did? Would the goddess curse my death for being a bad she-wolf?
If only I could get a second chance at life, then I would act and be different. I would gather enough courage to let my third chance mate know who I am and what I have gone through. I would try to fight for our feelings and make our relationship work, as long as he would accept me.
We would live together and have a happy life, even if it were for just a few years.
But those were just wishes that wouldn’t be granted by the goddess to someone like me.