Three
979 Words
Tears fell freely as we reached the airport, and I never said a word. I didn’t know what to feel, it was all too much. I loved my father, and I knew I was going to forgive him, but today was not that day because right now as I got in his jet, I hated him for putting my mother’s life in danger.
But I still had to know why. I wiped my tears with both hands as I sniffled before finally asking him.
“Why?” that’s all that seemed to come out of my mouth, but I’m sure he knew what I meant.
“When I met her, I was already married to Carly. My initial thought was to reject her, but when I saw those blue eyes, I couldn’t resist” he said, smiling with his face full of love, like he was remembering that day.
“She was working as a waitress, and she was sassy, making me chase after her like a pup. It took three months for her to even agree to have a date with me. I just couldn’t let my mate go. I loved her and I knew it was selfish of me to want her when my own life was in danger, but I just couldn’t imagine life without her. I’m sure you will soon find out how the mate bond feels like when you see your mate for the first time. I’m not saying I deserve your forgiveness or making excuses, I knew what I did was not right, but I loved your mother and she loved you very much. Her last wish was for me to make sure you were happy, and if that’s not with me, I will accept it Abby, but I just needed to let you know” he finished as he sat on the pilot seat, and me on the co-pilot putting my seat belt on.
I kept quiet for a while, not knowing what to say. I was sure of one thing, my father loved my mother and he was a good father, but I still needed time to think so that’s what I told him as he lifted the jet in the air. The ride was quiet and I think I even dozed off because I woke up when I felt a hand shaking me.
“Abby my girl, we are here” he said, unbuckling the seat belt, and he carried my sleepy body outside the jet where the sun blinded me, finally waking me up properly as I groaned and stretched my limbs while still in his arms.
“I’m awake dad, you can put me down” I said, hopping off his arms. I saw hurt in his eyes, not once have I told him to put me down when he was carrying me in his arms, but I was still not comfortable with him. I know I sounded like a spoiled brat but that’s how I felt.
“Do you want me to drive you to Byron's house? He said, his eyes pleading, but I wanted to be alone. It hurts to see him like this, but I was also hurting and wanted space.
“No dad, it’s fine. I will drive myself. I’m sure mother needs you, and please take care of her for me.” I said, trying to make light of the tension surrounding us.
“Yes, I will. Just like you, she wears her emotions on her sleeves and I will make sure she’s happy again, for you,” he said, kissing my cheeks and going back to the jet. I was about to call him back to ask for the keys, when I realized he put them in my hand. It was sad seeing him leave, but this was what I needed.
I looked around for the bags until I realized he already put them in the trunk. I waited for the jet to lift into the air until I got in the car, changing my plans and deciding I was going to Dominic’s pack.
I was not in the mood for Byron’s teaching, and I was sure he had facts for this issue also. Byron was nineteen, and what’s a nice way to call someone boring? Yes, intellectual Byron loved books more than anything and every conversation.
He will bring out facts, and that was not what I needed right now. I wanted my fun baby brother Dominic to lift my mood. The drive there took two hours with me just thinking about things, about what my dad just said, and I wondered if my mother knew and if she did, why didn’t she tell me anything all these years? I wondered.
By the time I reached the address it was four in the afternoon, and I was tired and starving. I also needed to pee, but what I saw was not a pack house at all, it was a frat house. That’s what they call them in movies,
right?
Red cups where everywhere and drunk people passed out on the lawn. The loud music threatened to bust my ear drums, and the smell of alcohol stained the cool air from the trees surrounding the place.
On top of that my wolf was on edge, walking in circles in my head and I thought it was because we were in a new location. I jumped bodies as I opened the front door, and I was welcomed by a scent that drove me and my wolf crazy.
It was overpowering the scent of alcohol, sweat and s*x that was in the air. I knew immediately what it meant as I saw the most handsome man in the world with the grayest eyes I have ever seen turning his head to look at me. My wolf said what I already knew, because my heart was pounding so hard in my chest...
'MATE'
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