answered. Now she seemed a bit sad or perhaps even worried about her son. “But I know he will be back. However, when he does come back, I’m not sure he’s going to return to you, dear.”
“Tell me what’s wrong with him.” Morgan was desperate. This was the question she needed an answer to.
“I’m surprised Nathan didn’t tell you himself before he shifted.”
“I don’t think he wanted to worry me. Nathan is very protective of me, and he didn’t tell me what’s wrong. But I know he had seen the doctor in Wolf Creek. My fear is that he’s sick. If he is, then I think he needs help.” Morgan looked Mrs. McLaughlin straight in the eye. “Since Nathan and I love each other, I think I’m the best one to help him.”
“Well, if Nathan didn’t trust you enough to tell you, then I’m not going to break a confidence of my son.”
Morgan sat on the edge of her chair. Her nerves stood on end. “Will you at least let me know if he’s sick or if there’s anything I can do for him?”
Mrs. McLaughlin sat her teacup aside and regarded Morgan. “I have some advice for you, dear,” she told her. “Go back to the big city and leave Wolf Creek and my son. You don’t belong out here on the land. You never did. You’re a city person.” Then she gave her another wintery smile. “You never belonged with my son, either.”
Morgan bowed her head. She felt defeated. “Maybe you’re right, Mrs. McLaughlin,” she replied and kept her voice as neutral as she could. “I’m sorry to have taken up your time this morning. I won’t be bothering you anymore.”
“No trouble at all, my dear.” Mrs. McLaughlin got up to see Morgan to the front door.
Just before she left, Morgan stopped and turned back to her. “Be honest with me about one thing, Mrs. McLaughlin,” she said. “Are you worried about Nathan?”
This caught the older lady off guard, and she had to think about it for a moment. Her eyes turned serious when she answered. “Yes, dear, I am terrified for my son right now.”
An ice-cold terror gripped Morgan’s heart.
Chapter Six
Morgan was on her computer in her bedroom. Well, it was really hers and Nathan’s, but now it was just hers.
She was going over her bank account online. Things did not look good. She was running out of money to pay the bills. Even if she got the farm aspect of their land going, and she wasn’t doing a very good job of it at the moment, it would be months before she could sell any produce at market. Before that time, she would run out of money.
Of course, Nathan had a lot of money in his account, and Morgan had only brought a small savings out here to Wyoming with her when she’d moved. But she couldn’t get access to Nathan’s money at the bank and wouldn’t have wanted any of it even if she could.
Morgan thought about her dad. They hadn’t been close after her mom died. But he was still there for her and had told her as much every time she spoke with him. Perhaps he could help her now.
Morgan hated to ask someone for money. She had even hated to ask the bank for student loans when she was in college. Now she dreaded making a phone call to her dad, even though he would definitely give her whatever she asked for.
“Hey, Pop!” she greeted him when he answered on the second tone.
“Morgan!” he was happy to hear her voice. “It’s been a while, honey. How are you guys doing out there in Wyoming?”
Morgan groaned inwardly. Things were terrible right now, but she would never admit that to her dad. “Nathan is sick,” she told him.
“Is it serious?”
“I don’t know yet.” Morgan wanted to tell him that she didn’t have a clue as to what was wrong with her boyfriend. Maybe he was dying, and maybe he just would rather run through the forest as a wolf than be with her. “Nathan isn’t here right now, and I’m staying by myself.”
“Is he in the hospital?” her dad asked. He didn’t know Nathan was a shape-shifter. No one in Chicago