132. Enemy

Three months.

That was how long Jackson had ignored her while Faith and Gavin had imprisoned her. She'd felt like somebody had plunged a knife through her chest the whole time.

She looked back at the man following her at a distance and pulled a face. He stopped at a distance and lowered his head. His heart started beating a little fast as it had done since he’d brought her back home by force after her last escape attempt.

She knew she’d kept her emotions in check, and he hadn’t seen anything wolfish, so why the hell was he scared?

She turned back to the dirt trail through the woods and looked at the distance she still had to go before she reached the boundary. Beyond that was No Man’s land, only to be crossed once the baby was born.

It took longer to walk there because of how big she’d gotten. She looked overdue instead of seven months pregnant. Faith assured her it was okay and said stuff like Jackson had been a big baby, too, as if that was supposed to make her feel better.