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long has she been unstable?” I
asked.
    Jay’s eyes rocketed to my own, ready for a
fight, his jaw clenched in stubborn silence.
    “I have never hurt anyone,” Jezabel stated
softly.
    I couldn’t help the scoff that escaped me as
she met my eyes sniffling. “You choose to do that to yourself.”
    Grams put gentle pressure on my arm and I
closed my mouth while shaking my head. “Right, we are only here to
determine ownership of the mustang. Not if you in your unstable
state are allowed to leave,” I stated.
    “You don’t understand,” she pleaded. “They
want to kill me!”
    It took all my self-control not to comment on
that one, tapping my fingers vigorously against the table.
    “I, as Mate won’t allow it,” Lorraine hissed,
starring daggers at Logan.
    “You are not a mate,” I answered her quickly.
“Furthermore you have done nothing to prove that you deserve the
respect or loyalty of the packs.”
    The two men at the end nodded in agreement.
Loraine turned to face me. “You are only here to decide ownership
of the car,” she spat at me.
    I smiled, leaning forward, “Yeah, than I get
to negotiate the wedding details for you and lover boy,” I said,
grinning ear to ear. That bitch was going to pay.
    “That was not supposed to be on the agenda,”
Lorraine hissed, looking at Logan.
    He shrugged, trying not to smile. “You told
me to hire something to make the decisions.”
    Leaning forward, Lorraine slammed her palms
on the table lifting her petite ass out of the chair. “I was
referring to a wedding planner, you idiot,” she screeched her long
dark hair dangling over her shoulders.
    Grams and I looked at each other in shock.
Insulting a leader was dangerous, but insulting a shifter in front
of his packs, was suicidal.
    Logan shrugged, not bothering to hide his
smug smile having pissed off his fiancé. This was so much worse
than I originally thought. Grams cast a long look at me and I
nodded, silently acknowledging things were deteriorating in the
Shifter Nation faster than I realized.
    Closing my eyes for a moment, I focused back
on the task at hand - ownership of the car.
    Jezebel stood from her seat and began pacing
the small area, far too close to Grams for my comfort. Grant rolled
forward in his chair as Ali stood behind her and I stood slowly
watching her erratic movements.
    “You don’t understand!” she cried, tears
streaming down her blotchy olive skin, gulping down a breath of
air. Moving around Ali and Grant, I placed myself in front of her
uneven gait. She was too far gone in her rant to notice.
    “You couldn’t possibly understand. You bitch
can reproduce! Do you have any idea how hard it is to carry child
after child and have your body fail each and every one?” she
screamed, turning her eyes towards me and searching mine for an
answer, red rimming her pupils.
    “Pull it together, Jezebel.” I growled in
warning, watching the twitching of her hands.
    “I can’t do this anymore.” Jezebel started
off, softly sucking in a deep breath, “I cannot be his mate
anymore! I cannot lose any more children and I cannot…”
    Moving quickly, I clamped a hand over her
mouth. “I have given you one chance already, what comes out of your
mouth now cannot be undone.”
    She nodded as I slowly lowered my hand and
moved back. “I cannot sustain this life anymore nor do I want to,”
Jezebel finished, turning to Jay.
    He stood, tears streaming unashamedly down
his face. “Are you certain?” he asked, his voice broken with
emotion.
    Silently, she nodded. Jay stood there
shaking, rage at her choice and this horrible situation playing
across his face. He loved her enough to fight for her, enough to
try for her, but she didn’t or maybe couldn’t. In the end, it
didn’t matter. She had just asked for death.
    My eyes sought out Logan’s, what he saw there
brought him to his feet.
    “With your permission, Jay.” he said softly,
finally the leader the shifters made an appearance.
    Jay