Chapter 61

“You’ll always be my pack. No matter where you are. I love you like blood. You were meant to find me, mi hermana, and I’ll never stop caring about you.” Her statement tells me she knows and will not argue about it. She’s a realist, and she knows my life won’t improve when Colton marks Carmen. I’ll be this problematic issue stuck in the way of Carmen’s ‘happy ever after,’ and we both know she’s too spiteful to let that fly.
“I know what I have to do to ensure my safety and my future. I love you too, Meds. I’m sorry.” I guess deep down, I’ve been churning this over for days, knowing it’s where I was heading, but I didn’t want to face it or say the words until now. I’ve pulled my head apart and churned my mind in circles over this, and it all kept coming to the same blank spot I didn’t want to fill in. You have to cut the roots to let the grass fly free and find its place to seed and grow.
Meadow’s soft tears turn to fat, shuddering ones, and she scrunches her body into a ball, cuddling herself tighter to console, so we won’t draw the attention of the sub pack who are racing around the run track nearby, chasing one another in high spirits for once.