Broken Fate by Willow Winters

Author:Willow Winters [Winters, Willow]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Willow Winters Publishing LLC

Lena

My son wriggles in my arms, waking me. My eyes slowly open and I can’t help but to smile down at him. Safe and so far from a fate I worried about. Adjusting him in the crook of my arm, I hold him just right so he can eat. Hungry little wolf. It’s been so long since falling asleep hasn’t been met with fear of what could come in the morning. My smile slips as I feel Jude’s heavy arm across my hips. He’s on his side and quietly snoring. A hint of the smile returns as I peek up at his handsome face. I adjust again so I can see him better, still cradling my little one. Jude’s plump lips are parted and smooshed against the pillow.

I don’t know what to think of this wolf. Or what his true intentions are. I don’t even know if I can believe him, but I don’t understand why he would do so much for me if he didn’t truly think he was mated to me. All I know is that this child of mine isn’t the only pup who needs me and needs me to make the right steps moving forward and with caution.

With the early morning light filtering in, I’m desperate to find Addy and Reese. It’s early, but I’d like to be there when they wake up. Yesterday was odd with the other women. They seem very friendly, but I’m wary still. I don’t know what this pack has planned for me and my family. Jude claims he’s my mate and that may very well save me. My eyes fall on his massive, muscular body. Any woman would be lucky to have him as a mate. At least from what I know of him so far. But this isn’t the first time I’ve been claimed by a wolf, and I don’t know what to believe.

There is warmth when I see him and think of him, probably because of what he did last night. I’ve never felt such pleasure. And of course I’m grateful. I’m indebted to him.

But the pull of a mate? That doesn’t exist for me.

It takes a bit of maneuvering, but I’m able to slip out from his hold while keeping my son in my arms. My stomach growls as I tiptoe out to the dresser. I quickly and quietly change his diaper, watching how his little legs kick out and then bunch back up. His eyes seem to focus on my face, but only for a moment. My heart swells with happiness in my chest. I still need to name him, but I have no idea what he should be called. I’m of the belief that names hold value and I want his name to represent strength. He’s going to need it to survive this world. I bundle him up and quietly leave Jude’s bedroom to search for my niece and nephew. I need to make sure they slept all right and that they’ve eaten. I don’t truly trust anyone here.

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