Chapter 63: Powerless

Holding my breath, I watched as Jacob’s enraged expression slowly melted away upon hearing my words about the baby’s kick. His eyes, previously blazing with fury, now shone with a new light tender, almost childlike wonder.

“The…the baby kicked?” he repeated slowly as if struggling to process this simple yet monumental piece of information through the haze of his anger.

Alpha Peter loosened his restraining hold, giving Jacob a cautious amount of slack.

I felt my cheeks flush with a sheepish warmth because of the lie I had told. Would he get angry at me?

“No...no, not yet,” I admitted in a small voice.” I just…I had to find a way to reach you, to pull you back before it was too late.”

Silence stretched between us, taut and fragile. I couldn’t bear to meet Jacob’s eyes, scared of what I might find there. Anger at my lie?

But then his thumb gently gazed at my chin, tilting my face up once more. Jacob’s expression was unreadable for a beat before melting into one of pure adoration.