Snow Wolf

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Krista, I told you not to
go overboard.” Amy looked the gray shiny monster over and decided that she did
like it. It was the same color as his eyes. Crap. Why did he always invade her
thoughts?
    “I didn’t go overboard. You can’t
haul a baby and all of their stuff around in that tiny contraption of yours.
Baby’s have seats, diaper bags, and a bunch of other stuff. They come with a
lot of baggage.” Krista pushed the button again and the door slid closed.
    “Do they ever.” Amy blew out a
breath.
    “Have you told him?” Krista opened
the passenger door and closed it once Amy was inside.
    “No. He doesn’t need to know.” Amy
said once Krista was inside. “I’m not ruining this kid’s life anymore than it
already is with me as its mother.” Krista gave her a mournful look.
    “Amy. Don’t talk like that. You are
going to be a great mom. I am going to be a great aunt, well not a great aunt but a great one. I have it all worked out. You will find lab work and I
will take care of the munchkin.” Amy shook her head slowly.
    “I don’t know Krista. This isn’t
something that you can quit when you get tired of changing diapers.” Amy rubbed
her temples. “We’ll see.” Krista started the van.
    “I am not that selfish Amy.” Krista
finally shouted after a long uncomfortable silence. “I would never do that.
It’s not like it’s a copier, it’s a kid, our kid. I will never leave him or
her. It will be well loved and cared for, I promise.” Krista finished softly.
It was all Amy needed to hear. Krista’s promises were worth their weight in
gold, she never broke one.
    “Okay.” Amy said, “Let’s go home.”
Krista pulled out of the parking space and exited the garage. Amy stared out of
the window and watched the other cars. She didn’t want to alienate her sister
as soon as she got home. It wasn’t her intention to fight with her but Krista
did not have the best track record.
    ***
    Liam worked on the graphics of the
glacier where he’d spent time with Amy. He was getting sappy in his old age.
Mack was not able to find her. It was like she disappeared off of the face of
the earth. Between them they’d called every company working with ice in the
country. No one employed an Amy Garrett. Either she didn’t want to be found or
she’d left the country. Kiernan came up empty as well. Liam still hoped though.
    Meanwhile, he worked on his project
during the day and studied her samples by night when the wolf wasn’t out
prowling. He’d been letting him roam every night hoping he would catch a scent
of his mate and so he could control the shift. Kiernan had been helping train
him by phone. Apparently, he’d been doing it all wrong his entire life but that
was the price that you paid when you are stubborn and won’t listen. Liam looked
at the screen but as usual, he only ended up thinking about her.
    He wondered where she was and what
she was doing. He wanted to know why she left without saying goodbye. True,
he’d broken a promise and had not come back to the hospital but was that a
reason to disappear forever? He needed her. The wolf needed her. He ached for
her. Sweet Amy. Mack was still looking, Kiernan was still looking and
the wolf was still looking. If she was out there one of them would find her.
    “Sir? Can I get you some coffee?”
Her name was Tammy or Cami or something. Liam couldn’t remember. He grunted and
stared into the screen. Her name didn’t matter if it wasn’t Amy. A few minutes
later she was back at his side brushing up against him. “You look like you need
a pick me up.” She purred.
    “What do you hope to accomplish?”
Liam raised an eyebrow as he turned to look at her. “If I haven’t made it
obvious, I am not interested. Get back to work.” Her chin wobbled and Liam went
back to the computer. His conscience niggled at him. That was harsh but it was
what she needed. She was constantly chirping in his ear about mundane things,
bringing him coffee or rubbing

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