Lily and James (werewolf novel) novel Chapter 35

Chapter 0035

(Luna Jane POV)

I am sitting beside my son’s hospital bed when my mate, Alpha Randall, walks into the room.

“Any improvement?” he asks somberly.

“Not as far as I can tell,” I respond sadly.

Randall sits down in the chair next to me and places his hand on my leg. “Are you ready to talk about what happened?”

“No.”

“Jane, darling, it has been 48 hours. We should talk about what happened,” he urges.

“We can talk after James wakes up.”

“Robert and Margie think that you are avoiding them. They have been waiting outside this room, hoping you will give them permission to come in, or that you will go out there and talk to them.” 1

I lean my head against his shoulder. “I can’t face them right now, Randall. I just can’t.”

“Darling, they are our best friends. Please just go out there and reassure them that you are not mad at them, and that you do not blame them for what Lily did.”

I lift my head back up and look at Randall with annoyance and confusion. “Is that really what they are worried about? That I blame them for what Lily did?”

Randall furrows his brows. “What else would you be upset about? And why else would you be blocking them out? They have been our best friends for over twenty years, Jane. This is the first time that your have ever refused to talk to them.”

I stand up and walk to the window. I stare at the forest outside. “I think there are plenty of more important things for me to be upset about right now than what Lily did,” I respond.

“Like what?”

I say nothing. I just continue to stare out the window.

“Darling, please talk to me. I cannot help you if I do not know what is wrong.”

“Randall, I love you, but I am begging you. I do not want to have this fight right now. Our son has spent the past 48 hours unconscious in a hospital bed, and I have barely slept. I need some space to process

“Who is fighting. Jane? I am just asking you to share with me what is going on in your head. You cannot expect me to support you blocking out our friends and acting like a recluse if you do not tell me what is going on.” 1

“Please let it go, Randall.”