Page 2 of Make Me
Tucking the envelope into my back pocket, I leave my house and turn right, heading for the main part of town but skipping the busier roads when possible. I miss Spencer living in my backyard, but I also couldn’t be happier for her. After the hell she’s been through, seeingher settle down with Drake has been almost as fulfilling as doing so myself with my own future mate.
Almost.
Within ten minutes, I’m on pack lands and nearing Spencer’s cabin. Before I can get there, though, her brother Peter—who seems to be growing an inch every day lately—tackle-hugs me, bringing us both down on the grass.
“Oops.” He chuckles, rolling off me. “Sorry, Kasha.” His voice cracks.
I shake my head as I stand. He’s growing up way too fast. “All good, my little man.”
Peter lifts his head higher and puffs out his chest. “You won’t be able to call me that for much longer. I’m already taller than Pence.”
Oh, and we all knew it. I could hear his screaming shouts of joy across the pack the day it happened. Still, he has another four inches before he’s bested me.
“You here to see her?” he asks, brushing dirt and grass off his clothes.
“Yep, but I’ll come by to see you and your mom soon.” Cara, Spencer and Peter’s mom, has become like my second mother. Really, my only one.
Not only do I make sure to check on her, but she frequently visits me, doing the same. A comfort I haven’t ever had in my life.
Gods, how could I have considered going back to Avalon? A moment of weakness I won’t let happen again, even if it means I need to temporarily leave Crossroads. Idiots be damned.
By the time I walk up to Spencer’s cabin, she’salready waiting on the porch, grinning like a fool and bouncing on her toes, a green shirt bunched in her hands.
“I thought you’d never get here,” she says with a pant.
I glance at the time on my phone. “I’m three minutes early, you crazy woman.”
Her blue eyes narrow into a full glare. “I’m notcrazy.”
Yeah, just hormonal,I think, wisely keeping that comment to myself.
“My bad,” I say, smirking. “Well, I’m here now.”
Without missing a beat, she shoves the shirt at me, practically vibrating with excitement. “I got you a gift.”
I take it with mock reverence. “And you didn’t even bother wrapping it. How sweet.”
Spencer crosses her arms with an exaggerated huff. “If you came over just to be a bitch, we can do this later.”
Shit.So much for not ruining her special moment.
I close the distance between us and hug her tight, ignoring her usual reluctance to touch anyone who isn’t Drake. “I’m sorry. It’s been a day already. But there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.” When I pull back, I paste on the world’s biggest grin. “Now, let me see this incredible gift.”
Unfolding the soft cotton, I hold it up and gasp dramatically. “Best Auntie Ever?” I squeal. “You’re… Oh my Gods, Spencer!”
She rolls her eyes. “You already knew I was pregnant, didn’t you?”
I grin sheepishly. “Theremighthave been a sign or two recently.”
“Whatever.” She shakes her head, but she’s practically glowing as she rubs her stomach with what appears to be an absentminded fondness. “Let’s check on the food. I’m famished.”
“That’s what growing a tiny monster does to you,” I tease and immediately regret it when she punches me hard enough in the shoulder that I know there’ll still be a bruise there tomorrow.
“Don’t youevercall my baby a monster,” she warns. “Or your auntie privileges will berevoked.”
I hold my hands up in surrender. “Joking! I love you and your little wolfie spawn.”
Spencer grimaces, but there’s laughter in her eyes. “Some days I don’t even know why we’re friends.”
