Chapter 11

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Jen POV

My scent had changed? How was that possible? Was I ready for this?

I sat pondering my future. Beta An promised she'd try to keep the others aways from me. I had to find a way to get out of here. I had to not only for Ami but for this new life. A life I didn't even know if I wanted yet. I rested my hand on my still flat stomach thinking about the future.

Then a thought hit me. What would my father think? He was livid when I got pregnant with Ami. Unfortunately he had to get over it quickly because the loss of my mom. But now, now he would be livid. Maybe I wouldn't go home. Maybe staying with Josh was the answer. Maybe moving out of my fathers house was best. I'd have to consider that possibility.

Suddenly I felt the presence in my head again. Once again it was peaceful, and again it made me think of Josh.

"Jen...Jen" I jumped and looked around. No one was there. "Jen...Jen" 'I must be going nuts', I thought to my self. "No Jen, your not nuts baby." this time I jumped up and looked around. "Who's there." I said. I got no response. "Jen honey, I don't have long so listen closely. There's a bond between true mates. It's rare between human's and wolves, but not unheard of. You my love are my true mate. That is how you can hear me now. I've been trying for as long as you've been gone to get though to you. I'm coming Jen, I'm coming for you, soon. I love...Jen..."

Just like that, the presence was gone. Josh was coming for me. I would have to be ready. I would be ready. I should probably tell An. She could probably help, but could I really trust her. I decided not telling her was better. Ami was to important to risk something going wrong.

The sun was setting. I could tell by the color's coming in though the windows. I sat on the bed and leaned my head against the wall. I closed my eyes to rest them for just a minute.

Suddenly I heard a commotion. It sounded like a chair falling or being nocked over then glass breaking. I opened my eyes and noticed how dark it was. I must have fallen asleep. I could hear someone running up the stairs. I tried to make myself smaller. I didn't want them to find me. I had to protect my unborn little one.

I heard the door crack as something or someone hit it. The next thing I new the door was on the floor and a bright light was shining in my eyes. I shielded my eyes not only from the door but from the bright light. All I could see was a shadow of a man.

Josh's POV

The house stood in the clearing just ahead of me. The paint was faded, the tree's and shrubs were all over grow and it looked like maybe a window was broken, but other then that the house was solid and strong looking. It was the original pack house, but after the war was over there was no need for a secluded pack house so this one was abandoned and a new one was built.

I heard Jenea and mom come up behind me. "O my gosh! This place looks terrible!" I turned my head to scowl at my mom. "All it need is some TLC and it'll be great!" My sister rolled her eye's. I ignored her and went to start work on the exterior of the house. Mom and Jenea proceeded to the interior of the house and began working there.

We worked till it was almost dark. I managed to get the grass cut, and I even found the drive way that lead to the road. Afterwords I cut back the tree's and shrubs then pressure washed the house so it would be ready for a fresh coat of paint. I also checked the roof and was pleased to find it was in almost perfect shape. Meanwhile mom and Jenea managed to get the living room walls cleaned, then the kitchen and dining room cleaned. The hard wood floors on the first floor sparkled like they were brand new. The upstairs still needed more work but it would come with time. I decided to measure the broken window so I could replace it on my next trip out here.

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