Werewolf Compilations novel Chapter 86

I slept better last night after our conversation, after seeing him and feeling him again. It confirmed and renewed feelings I've held for him, feelings I don't know should exist, ones that may be wrong but inevitable. All I know is that when I saw him in my bedroom, a part of me felt whole.

He's not the same as he was when we first met, I can see that now. He talked to me, opened up to me, came clean. It gives me even more hope than I had before, and that makes me nervous. In my mind, our story had ended when James told me he was here to reject me, but now so much has changed because of one conversation. One conversation and now I know that he wants me too. That's what James meant when he said he was bringing me home, right? He wants me there. He wants to try and fix things between us.

I have to reroute my mind again. It was heading towards a life alone, but now it may be going the opposite way. There is still may roadblocks and issues keeping me hesitant about him, but I'm confident in this. That woman, she's one of them. The green-eyed woman who haunted the hallways at night. The fact that he was with her... It's a tremendous roadblock. I never want to be hurt like that again.

I don't know if I trust him after witnessing those events. His kind words last night make me want to, but sleeping with someone else is like a brand to my heart. The sounds still echo in my mind when I think about it. The only reason that shines a bit of clarity on the entire thing is that he may have done it to forget about me. I thought of this before but was too unsure to believe it. Now that I know he wants me there, the thought doesn't seem so dubious. He told me that I am always in his head, and I can't help but wonder if I was then too. Did he really need someone else to stop thinking about me?

It doesn't make up for the act, though. I hate that woman, I always will, and forgiving James for it seems difficult right now. I don't want him to forget how much it hurt me, how many tears I shed because of it. James can't forget that.

Even now, when he's at his pack house alone, I wonder if she is there. I doubt that I could feel it from this far away. I wonder if he's loving her and only telling me what I need to hear.