Chapter Sixty-Two – Paranormal Realm 60
"And what does Rowan want?" Mom asked.
Everyone looked at me.
I had been thinking about it since this morning. Since Damon had first brought it up in the kitchen and I had shut it down pending a proper conversation. I had been turning it over quietly while the Council meeting happened, while dinner happened, while Mom cried happy tears into Nicklaus's shoulder.
The honest answer was complicated.
I wanted to stay here. This house, this street, this pack. My parents across the breakfast table every morning, Maxx two houses down, everything familiar and known and mine. I had built something real in this world, even if I had arrived in it by accident, and the thought of leaving it settled in my chest with a weight I hadn't expected.
But.
