GoodReadChpater 307 It was miserable outside. High winds and heavy rain. Jake still insisted on drivingto and from the mall. I didn't argue or make a fuss. If he wanted to drivethen so be it. "Ready to go?". He asked.
"He's already there". I slipped my phone into my purse. "He's just messaged to see if I was still coming". "Are you sure you don't wantto come?".
I closed the door and put on my seatbelt. "I'll be fine, and I told you I have to do this on my own". He wouldn't leave. I knew deep down he would either float around the mall or he'd sit in the carpark.
We didn't speak the rest of the journey, but it was a comfortable silence. Every so often he would change the station on the stereo. He was anxious I could feel it. He didn't wantdoing this on my own, but he had nothing to be anxious about. It was my dad. What's the worst that could happen? He pulled into the carpark and cut the engine.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You'll callwhen you're done?". He asked.
Do I take him with me? I was having second thoughts. Who knew what was going to be said. What if I needed him? Why was I such an overthinker? Visit J o- b-n-i bto read the complete chapters for free. If you are not reading this on Job ni b .com, ssentences are incompleteAlways thinking the worst and making things up in my head before they've even happened.
It was stressful. My mind constant. The anxiety crippling me. Why did I always have to take life so seriously? "Yes". I unclipped my seatbelt before leaning over and placing a kiss on his cheek. "You don't have to worry about me".
"I'll always worry about you". He turned his head his lips finding mine. "You callif you need me, and I'll be straight there".
He wasn't alone.
My nerves creeped in, my stomach dropping. I could hear how fast my heart was beating and yet I still approached the booth he was sitting in.
He was with an older gentleman; I'm assuming it was my grandfather, but I couldn't be sure. Both stood as soon as they saw me. Only sitting when I took my seat.
Weird.
"She looks just like her mom". The older gentleman smiled. "I'm your grandpa sweetheart but you can callArthur".
I didn't know what to say so I said nothing.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Would you like something to drink Leah?". My dad asked.
Wait, do I call him dad, or do I call him Jack? I wasn't sure if I was comfortable enough to call him dad. We were after all meeting for the first time. Okay second tbut it was still early in our relationship.
"I'll have a water please". I wanted coffee, the smell alone was getting to me. One cup wouldn't hurt right? "In faet, could I have coffee please with loads of milk". "Sure". He smiled whilst getting to his feet.
Which leftalone with Arthur. It wasn't awkward but I wasn't exactly comfortable. V didn't know these men and they were my family. How bad is that? "We're your family Leah". "I know". I chewed the inside of my cheek.
"You don't have to be afraid of us sweetheart. We have waited a long tto meet you".
That didn't sit right with me. Waited a long tto meet me? have looked for me?uldn't they formean if they are royal werewolves then surely, they have spower?
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