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Authors: Christin Lovell
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medicine and adjusted my hormone therapy level.
“I guess you could call it the drastic point, but when my hair started falling out at age seven, my mom took me back. They found that my body was attacking and preventing itself from producing thyroxine altogether. They religiously check my levels every six months, but lately my body has been requiring more hormone so my dosage has been steadily increasing. They also monitor my autoimmune disease because they can be volatile, which mine has proven to be.
“Because of my set backs and the type of steroid I’m on, I won’t grow any taller and I have no hope of losing weight, regardless of how little I eat or how much I exercise.” She took a deep breath. “I guess in answer to your earlier question, the meds are for my thyroid condition, my autoimmune disease and the inflammation caused by the autoimmune.” The little influxes of her voice at certain points throughout her story revealed her turmoil over her medical issues and her mother.
I had a whole new level of respect for her. She was much stronger and braver than most gave her credit for. Worse, other kids teased her for something that medically she couldn’t change. I didn’t understand why she had to go through so much.
I wanted to reassure her somehow, but words failed me. I couldn’t think of a single thing to say to her. So I reached out and laced my fingers through hers, holding what I could hold, comforting the only way I could while driving.
She gave me a shy smile before focusing on the little bit of scenery illuminated beneath sporadic streetlights outside. To my surprise, she left her hand in mine the entire drive home.
The moment I parked, she removed it. “Listen, Jonas, I really appreciate everything you’re doing, but please don’t feel like you’re obligated to do anything for me. It’s not your fault, and it’s not your responsibility. You can be my friend without being my savior.”
Chapter 24
AURA
The feel of Jonas’ hand securely entwined with mine sent my mind racing, and not in a good way. My hope was too high. I needed to bring myself, and my subconscious, where hope lied, back down to reality. Jonas would always be just a friend. Considering I had no friends, I could use a great friend more than a first boyfriend right about now.
“Let’s go eat.” He threw open his door and flew around to my side right as I was opening my door.
I smiled at him as I slid out of the car. “So you have speed, vision and true mates?”
He smiled. “Don’t forget a sensitive nose and ears, and strength too.”
“Okay, I might be a little jealous of those.”
“Don’t be. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wanted to be normal.” He closed the passenger door behind me.
“Me too.” It was then that I saw the depths of our likenesses. We both longed for our own definitions of normal, and neither one of us would ever get it.
“Go on in. I’m just going to grab our bags.”
“I can help you.”
“If my dad caught you carrying a bag, he would flip.”
I frowned. “Are we humans really that weak in comparison?”
He chuckled. “I don’t know about men, but according to my dad, women are more delicate. His word, not mine.”
“Humph. I may not be perfect, but I can hold my own.”
He considered me. “I know. But you still can’t carry anything.”
I gave up and headed for the front door. Will opened it the moment I reached it, as if he had a sixth sense… or werewolf hearing.
“Cassie’s warming your plates now,” he said as I walked through the door.
“Thanks.”
He smiled warmly at me. “I’m afraid Cassie and I have a pack meeting to attend, but please make yourself at home, Aura.”
“I really appreciate everything.”
He patted my shoulder. “I heard the ding. Food’s ready for you.”
I didn’t know if I would ever get used to that. Then again, twenty-four hours ago, I didn’t even know werewolves existed. I was sure this would all catch up
“I guess you could call it the drastic point, but when my hair started falling out at age seven, my mom took me back. They found that my body was attacking and preventing itself from producing thyroxine altogether. They religiously check my levels every six months, but lately my body has been requiring more hormone so my dosage has been steadily increasing. They also monitor my autoimmune disease because they can be volatile, which mine has proven to be.
“Because of my set backs and the type of steroid I’m on, I won’t grow any taller and I have no hope of losing weight, regardless of how little I eat or how much I exercise.” She took a deep breath. “I guess in answer to your earlier question, the meds are for my thyroid condition, my autoimmune disease and the inflammation caused by the autoimmune.” The little influxes of her voice at certain points throughout her story revealed her turmoil over her medical issues and her mother.
I had a whole new level of respect for her. She was much stronger and braver than most gave her credit for. Worse, other kids teased her for something that medically she couldn’t change. I didn’t understand why she had to go through so much.
I wanted to reassure her somehow, but words failed me. I couldn’t think of a single thing to say to her. So I reached out and laced my fingers through hers, holding what I could hold, comforting the only way I could while driving.
She gave me a shy smile before focusing on the little bit of scenery illuminated beneath sporadic streetlights outside. To my surprise, she left her hand in mine the entire drive home.
The moment I parked, she removed it. “Listen, Jonas, I really appreciate everything you’re doing, but please don’t feel like you’re obligated to do anything for me. It’s not your fault, and it’s not your responsibility. You can be my friend without being my savior.”
Chapter 24
AURA
The feel of Jonas’ hand securely entwined with mine sent my mind racing, and not in a good way. My hope was too high. I needed to bring myself, and my subconscious, where hope lied, back down to reality. Jonas would always be just a friend. Considering I had no friends, I could use a great friend more than a first boyfriend right about now.
“Let’s go eat.” He threw open his door and flew around to my side right as I was opening my door.
I smiled at him as I slid out of the car. “So you have speed, vision and true mates?”
He smiled. “Don’t forget a sensitive nose and ears, and strength too.”
“Okay, I might be a little jealous of those.”
“Don’t be. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wanted to be normal.” He closed the passenger door behind me.
“Me too.” It was then that I saw the depths of our likenesses. We both longed for our own definitions of normal, and neither one of us would ever get it.
“Go on in. I’m just going to grab our bags.”
“I can help you.”
“If my dad caught you carrying a bag, he would flip.”
I frowned. “Are we humans really that weak in comparison?”
He chuckled. “I don’t know about men, but according to my dad, women are more delicate. His word, not mine.”
“Humph. I may not be perfect, but I can hold my own.”
He considered me. “I know. But you still can’t carry anything.”
I gave up and headed for the front door. Will opened it the moment I reached it, as if he had a sixth sense… or werewolf hearing.
“Cassie’s warming your plates now,” he said as I walked through the door.
“Thanks.”
He smiled warmly at me. “I’m afraid Cassie and I have a pack meeting to attend, but please make yourself at home, Aura.”
“I really appreciate everything.”
He patted my shoulder. “I heard the ding. Food’s ready for you.”
I didn’t know if I would ever get used to that. Then again, twenty-four hours ago, I didn’t even know werewolves existed. I was sure this would all catch up