Chasing His Wolfless Luna Back (Rayna Quinn) novel Chapter 93

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Thea’s POV

My hands trembled slightly as I scrubbed the dust from the floor, my pregnancy- heightened sense of smell making the cleaning chemicals almost nauseating. But I stubbornly continued cleaning anyway, desperate to keep my mind from wandering. I was still struggling to accept the reality of my pregnancy.

When Sebastian had refused the idea of us having another child, I’d practically given up hope of ever giving Leo a sibling. Now I had another pup growing inside me and didn’t know how to feel about it.

My phone rang, Iris’s name flashing on the screen. A few weeks ago, I would’ve ignored it completely, but today was different. Pushing away people who cared about me wasn’t

doing me any good.

“Hey, Iris,” I said softly as I sat down.

I’d been so fucking tired lately. I should have realized it wasn’t just fatigue.

“Goddamn it, Thea, you finally answered! I thought you wouldn’t pick up,” she said loudly through the phone, then sniffled. “I’ve missed your voice. It’s been weeks since I heard it.”

“I’m sorry,” I exhaled. “I just didn’t know how to deal with everything, so I pushed you

away.”

I was never good at expressing emotions or even acknowledging them. Probably because I’d learned to hide my true feelings in the Sterling household from an early age. There, showing vulnerability meant more contempt. So I’d shut down, tried to bury them. But

now I realized that bottling up emotions only made things worse, like licking wounds

alone only made them fester.

“Are you okay now?” she asked.

“Not completely, but I’m getting there,” I said, my hand unconsciously moving to my

stomach.

I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, but I would come out stronger from all this. I couldn’t help remembering standing at the edge of that cliff, the urge to end it all. My

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I thought about what she said, and it was true. It was because of Leo and this child that I wanted to get better. That I was willing to accept the help I needed.

“Thank you for trying, Iris. Even when I kept pushing you away, you kept trying. You never gave up on me,” I was nearly in tears, every little thing making me emotional now.

“You’re my best friend. More like the sister I never had. Of course I wouldn’t give up on you, because I know if our roles were reversed, you’d do the same.”

We talked for a while longer, staying away from heavy topics. By the time we finally ended the call, I felt a lightness I hadn’t experienced in ages. I hadn’t realized how much I’d missed her. How fucking lonely I’d been these past weeks. I felt more like myself now. Not completely healed, but getting there.

I continued cleaning, and had just finished the living room when I heard the front door open.

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I frowned. Who the hell would enter my house without knocking or ringing the bell?

“Mom! Mom! I’m home!” My question was answered when I heard his sweet voice.

A huge smile spread across my face as I stood up. I rushed out of the living room just in time to see him bolt in from the entryway.