Chapter 4

My son cries louder, and I reach for him. The man’s eyes dart to him before he sniffs the air. Staring at him oddly, and I tuck him into my chest.

“It’s only temporary; please don’t call child services,” I tell him, and he c***s his head to the side; his gaze appeared to be more thoughtful than scrutinizing. “Does your car run?” He asks, looking at it before he kicks a tire.

“I have no fuel; I will leave tomorrow, I promise,” I tell him, panicking. Maybe he was a council worker? I doubted it because of his expensive suit.

He looks at me, “you smell familiar,” he mutters.

I swallow, wondering if he remembers me, but he doesn’t appear to, and I also didn’t want him questioning which pack I was from. My father and his Alpha were not on good terms, yet maybe if he could get me in to see Alpha Valen, he might help out with his son. However, that thought also frightened me having to face the man who ignored me and refused even to do a DNA test, and he declined to come to check, stating my claims were lies, but if he just met him, he would see. We could always sense our kin. I stared at him, wondering if he would leave when he pushed the hatchback open further before reaching in. I scooted further back, looking for a weapon in case I needed it.

“Calm down; I can’t leave you here knowing you are sleeping in your car with a baby,” he says, grabbing the car seat.

“I will leave; just don’t take my son,” I tell him. He looks at me like I am mad.