“No one hates you,” I said. “None of this is your fault.”
“I want to meet them,” she said. “And… my brother…”
“Jake,” I supplied.
“Jake,” she repeated. “I wasn’t very nice to him before.”
“He wasn’t very nice to you either.”
She shook her head. “We didn’t understand each other. I still can’t believe I have a wolf.” She looked at me again. “Is Jake still here?”
“Yes,” I replied.
She worried her bottom lip for a moment. “Do you think he’d want to talk to me?”
“I do,” I said. “Would you like me to get him for you?”
She paused a moment, as if thinking it over, and then said, “Yes.”
Amelia’s POV
It was difficult to believe that I wasn’t dreaming. One minute I was getting ready to tell Damien about being pregnant, and in a blink of an eye, I was six years in the future.
Now, not only
