I wiped my tears and stood. I turned to see my mother peeking around the corner, but I waved her off. Rowan furrowed his brow. “Why did you wave her off?”
I grabbed one of the shovels in his hands and then started digging. “I didn’t want her to come back over with Alannah until the evidence was gone.” I waved my hands over my face.
“Why?” Rowan smiled, but it was a little hesitant, like he didn’t know why I wouldn’t want Alannah to see me cry over her mate.
I rolled my eyes. “Don’t play dumb.” I pointed at him. “You know exactly why.” I looked up, and I realized he didn’t. His eyebrows were pinched, and he was staring at me. “I'm an Alpha, and until she settles at my dad’s pack, she is mine.”
“So?”
I stopped digging. “An alpha needs to be strong for their pack; we can’t show our weakness.”
“That’s bullshit. I watched you with Toya and Wendy.”
“That’s different.” I shook my head.
“How?” He started digging again, and the hole started to get wider.
“When I’m just me, just Amy, then I don’t care who sees me cry, or whatever weakness I show. I am comfortable in my skin, and I know I can kick whoever tries to make fun of me. But like this?” I waved my hand. “Where I have to be strong for wolves that rely on me…I can’t break down.”
“Why not?” Rowan moved closer. “You know they wouldn’t care.”
I nodded. “I know. But they need the safe space.”
He tilted his head. “The safe space?”
I started digging again. I heard the soft cries of Alannah and I nodded. “She needs the space to break. She needs to feel secure enough to break down, and she won’t be able to do it if I am.” I looked at him. “I can break down with you because you are my safe space.” I nodded towards the cabin. “And I’m theirs.”
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