Chapter 68)So, Weather

••• Jason's POV ••• I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. This is all hitting me really f*cking hard and really f*cking fast. "Should we talk about things?" I asked Maria more aggressively than I meant to. She looked up from her meal and locked eyes with me. She sighed but put the burger down and gave me her full attention. "Do you want to?" She asked me. "No, but we need to," I gritted out, trying not to take the stress out on her. This is all my fault, I shouldn't be mad at her for it. "Of course we need to talk about it, Wolfie. Just not right now. We need to talk when we're not exhausted, starving, and injured." I shook my head, "You're right." Then my attention shot back to her, "How's your abdomen?" She shrugged and glanced down at the wrap job one of our pack doctors did, "Finally healing after some rest," she said. She glanced up at me, "thanks for th