Second Chance-In the mist Book 1 novel Chapter 11

Suddenly, she pushed me away from her a little, but still in my arms. She forced me to look into her eyes. Again, that regret. She couldn't see the way I was looking at her. The way my eyes wanted to talk to hers. Her lips were so close and tempting. I look down at her face, cup her cheeks, and whip her tears with my thumb. She was so soft under my touch, and I was sure it was not my imagination. She was trembling in my arms.

On this occasion, I was the one who pushed her far enough away to be completely safe from me. The pressure was so strong that if I had stayed in her embrace any longer, I would definitely have kissed her. I would have felt the softness and sweetness of her lips that I craved so much. So, it was best to pull away as far as I could but also assure her, I would never leave. At least for now.

"It's alright, Miss Rebecca, I'll just be in the kitchen. It's down the hall. So, it's not too far, okay?"

She just stared at me for a long time, trying to break through that barrier of blindness. I could see she was having a hard time doing it, but I could also see she was very determined. 

Another good reason to put some distance between us. She was staying too damn close. This was too hard. I had to call Megan here immediately.

I didn't put it off any longer and went into the kitchen, where I had some peace and quiet. Even my thoughts were at ease. I'd known Megan for a long time. She was my mother's best friend and, by extension, mine. Megan was also a werewolf and helped my mom a lot to get over my dad's decision. She always said it was the only solution. I didn't hate him for what he'd done to me, but it was clear what life he'd condemned me to. 

Megan answered my call from the very first ring. I smiled a little at the thought that maybe she was standing with the phone in her hand. 

"Dominic, how nice to hear from you. How is the world's most beautiful and favorite rogue doing?"

It was my decision not to take over my father's pack. I wanted to do something else with my life. He'd never agreed to my acting career, anyway. He thought I was exposing myself too much. I knew how to control my emotions, and maybe that helped me not to lose my temper.

Megan had an excellent ability to read minds. And I was convinced she already knew what it was all about. 

"As you probably know, I need you here. I brought home a woman attacked by a pack of werewolves. I still don't know why or who they were. Unfortunately, they killed her fiancé, and she is temporarily blind, unable to walk because they fractured her legs and has no memory of the night of the attack," I explained as succinctly as I could, lowering my voice a little when I said about Tom.  

"And you think I can help you..." 

"I don't think so, I know so" For a few seconds there was a pause again. It seemed that I was the one now hearing her thoughts. 

"Okay, I'll do it!" she suddenly said in one breath. "When do I have to come?" 

"If you can make it, right now." 

Although my haste surprised her, she accepted without question. As soon as I hung up, I went back to Rebecca. She was in the same place on the couch. "I'm sorry it took so long. A good friend of mine will be here soon. Actually, she was my mother's, and that makes her mine by definition. Megan Hall, you'll like her."