The Wolf Came on Christmas (Johanna and Alexander) novel Chapter 107

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Alvaro let out one of his little laughs, looking at me for less than a GO W furry shoulder. Even though it was a very tret instant, the look that town Yout the VAG without words that what he had in mind was not exactly forcing me to have his vegee, fry what it was going to be useful for, just in case.

i still kept a secret that they didn’t know.

Something that almost no one knew, because it horrified me to admit it. i diddle cont sure, but saying it out loud was, for me, a way of giving codeity to the den, of makagie definitive, I shut my eyes tightly, clinging to a small, foolish hope,

you’re wasting your time” it came out of my mouth almost in a low mermer “I dont con if Fcan get pregnant again. Thad a car accident a few years ago, and since then my boy domsn’t work very well I don’t think I’ll conceive-not for you, not for anyone dest

That was, in some way, my poor and last defense.

had gothered the courage to stop looking at the floor, and the first thing I found were Herende’s light-blue eyes, so clean and sincere. He looked at me with consternation, I realized. Amid all his rage, there was still a spark of pain for me. I wasn’t wrong that time when I said that we had both lost very valuable things in our lives, I felt tears in my eyes again, and the only thing -4 had at that moment was a stupid thought: that maybe I had done nothing but fall in love w with that werewolf man in vain, because not only was he almost unreachable to me (because orof who and what he was, because of the situation he was in), but also, I had nothing to offer

him

Edwasn’t thinking about getting out of that mess. I didn’t know if I would ever have a baby agogain

T The last major aftermath of the accident that killed Paul and my child was still hidden inside mane. The nurgeon and the obstetrician who treated me at the state hospital told me that, Geweven the togastory of the impacts and the way that iron went through my body (killing my babyby instantly, an they told me), it was very possible that my ovaries had been damaged I wwwan.honpitalized for days, because that damned construction iron from the road not only pipiggetidhe.car door and my belly from side to side, but also grazed some of my interna! ongargans, There was infection, and that could have taken a toll, or not. In some macabre way, it exowuld be mid that my baby gave his life for mine, that his existence prevented me from dydying

Judunbnoticing that idem hurt me so much.

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When I recovered from the injuries, I discovered that my menstrual cycle was irregular (when my whole life I had practically been a clock in those matters), and that sometimes the flow was very heavy, and other times very scant. It wasn’t long before I started speculating. I feared I had become sterile.

So much lost in just a few seconds…

My mother insisted that I complete the relevant tests to be sure. The truth is I didn’t want to do them for fear of what it would reveal to me. As if it weren’t enough to have lost my family, I would also lose the ability to perform the only miracle that required only love. And that truly would have been devastating for me; not even isolation in Antarctica would have helped me recover from something like that. That was the greatest of all the reasons why they decided to go to the Appalachians, so that everything would stop hurting me, and people would stop asking me questions.

I preferred to live with uncertainty rather than risk knowing for sure.

Was that why I had grown so attached to Andre and Sasha? Was that why a part of me already loved them as if they were my children, even though I had barely known them for a week? Because I missed the baby I had lost so much? How pathetic.

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A low, mournful yelp that could only have come from Alexander’s muzzle brought me back to reality. I realized I was crying again, and I tried to control myself. The white wolf was still looking at me, but the expression on his face was no longer furious, but mortally serious. His muzzle was no longer wrinkled in a grimace of anger, nor did he have his brow furrowed or his ears pinned back. The volume of his fur seemed to have returned to normal, as if nothing

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Alexander smiled half a smile, arrogant:

“Then I’ll ruin all your pretty planes. You won’t have skin to hang anywhere.”

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And having said that, the white wolf raised his left paw and brought it up to the level of his hip, claws exposed. What did he think he was going to do? It didn’t take long to find out: with a grimace that tried to hide the pain of his own actions, Alexander drove his claws into the flesh of his stomach and pulled upward with effort, opening bloody furrows in the skin.

The red stain began to spread over his fur, and he endured it with stoicism. I wanted to scream at him to stop, that by doing that he would only weaken himself, but…

I had a fleeting memory of my father from when I was little, cursing over a deer he once hunted. After the shot, the animal fell onto tangled barbed wire fencing and tore up its whole body before finally dying. For me, it was horrible. It was when I stopped being so interested in his hunting trips; it was obvious the deer had suffered much more than the shot, and that no longer amused me. One thing was to bring down a wild creature with a bullet, and another was to make it suffer. What had bothered my father most was that he couldn’t tan the hide anymore, because it was all ripped up by the barbs of the wire. That gave me the clue to understand what had just happened.

So Alexander was trying to “ruin” his skin?

The lion caught the hint, because his tone turned icy when he said:

“Then this IS your new female. Well.” he said, I suspect disguising his bad mood.

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