Lily and James (werewolf novel) novel Chapter 187

Chapter 0187

(Nick POV)

After Jenny left, I sat in my living room for hours, staring at the front door.

I kept praying to the Moon Goddess that Jenny would walk back through the door and tell me that it had all been a horrible misunderstanding. No, not just “it”… everything. Specifically, I wanted Jenny to come back and reassure me that she did not really lie to me for years; that she did not really leave me; and that Stephanie and Sheila did not really do all of those horrible things to either one of us.

Unfortunately, the longer that I stared at the door, the clearer it became that the Moon Goddess was not going to answer my prayers. Jenny would not be coming back. My mate was gone.

Despite everything that Jenny had done and allowed to happen, it was a bitter pill for me to swallow.

At some point, I tried to drag myself to bed. However, I could not get comfortable, and I could not sleep.

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I guess my body recognized that a part of my soul was missing.

Eventually, I glanced at the clock and realized that it was already nine o’clock in the morning. I decided that I needed to talk to someone. I knew that James was gone -do not get me started on that whole drama- and my father and Alpha Randall were busy dealing with the werewolf council. I had other male friends, but none that I trusted enough to talk about the Jenny situation.

Given all that, I decided to do what any non-self-respecting adult male does after having his heart broken, getting no sleep, and needing comfort: I decided that it was time to go and find my mother. 2

As I walked to the packhouse, I thought that -maybe, just maybe- my mother would pet my hair, make me something to eat, let me cry my heart out for a while, and say a few reassuring words. She had

sometimes done those things for me when I was a young pup. Maybe, now that she no longer had to mourn Stephanie’s death, she would be willing to do those things for me again.

I could only be so lucky.

I made my way up to the beta suite. I was about to enter when I realized that the door to the suite was

slightly open and my mother was not alone.

I pretty quickly realized that my mother was talking to Sheila and Stephanie.

I did not want to see either of them right now, so I turned to leave. However, I froze in place when I

caught part of their conversation.

“You need to sleep with him, Stephanie. Get a video. Then everything will be fine,” my mother said in a

serious tone of voice.

Sleep with who? And why would my mother want a video taken?

“Mom, he is 76 years old. I am just 26. I am not sleeping with him; that is gross,” Stephanie replied.

“Oh, please. You used to sleep with men older than that at the care home,” Sheila retorted.

“Yes, but my standards are higher now. I am done with luna training, and I have spent years living with a Spainard s*x g od. I am also now mated to an alpha wolf. I am not sleeping with Neil, period. I am done

with that part of my life.”

Okay, two things. One, something was very wrong with my sister. Stephanie sounded like a caricature as opposed to a real she-wolf. Real people and wolves do not talk that way. Second, who the f&&k was this

Neil? Surely they did not mean Neil the council member?