Seducing My Ex's Father In Law by Caroline Above Story

"I'm sorry," I told her softly. "There were a lot of things I kept from you."

"I don't understand why," Lucy said, her brows pinched together. "I thought we were friends.... At least, I wanted us to be friends."

“We are friends,” I assured her, stepping closer to her. “I'm sorry that I kept these things from you. Truth be told, when I arrived at the Redcliff pack, I was running away from my old life. I wanted to start over, so talking about these things felt like I was living in the past."

She blinked at me, trying to process what I had just said.

"Were you telling the truth when you said you didn't have a phone?" She asked.

I winced at the lie I told her, and I knew she saw it because her eyes grew wide.

"I had my phone shut off for the last few weeks to avoid my friends and family. I was a coward and was afraid to turn it on," I admitted. "So, I told you that I didn't have a phone."

She stared at me for a long while, processing all that she's learned.

"I see," she said softly. "Was anything you told me the truth?"

"That was the only thing I lied about," I assured her. "Everything else, I just didn't tell you because it hurt too much to talk about. I want to tell you everything, though, if you'd just give me the chance to do so."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause issues,” Nan said, a bit sheepishly. "Talking about the Cash family just riles me up after everything they've done to Judy." Lucy glanced at Nan, her pale blue eyes scanning her from head to toe.

"And you are?" Lucy asked.

Nan flushed.

"I am Nan Bigsby. I'm not really anybody. I'm just a waitress and bartender at the

at the Carter resort," I told them, putting my arm around Nan. "Don't let her sell herself short. She's an aspiring chef and is working hard to make her dream of owning her own restaurant a reality. Delta Carter is even featuring some of her latest dishes on

at my candid

nervous chuckle. "I've worked for him for years; he's just

don't sell yourself short." He

Patrick Carter?" Sampson asked, his brows raised as he shook my father's hand. "Alpha Landry's

one," my

at

to figure things out around here, and it seems this packhouse hasn't been used in years. But I'm going to need a chef to run this kitchen. Maybe while you work on your dreams, you'd

eyes grew wide as she stared at

serious?"

then looked at me, and

knew she needed to speak to Chester about it and figure out what to do about Emalyn while they both worked. In Nan's current position, she worked mostly at night, and Chester worked mostly during the day, so they could be there for

the same hours

course,"

He then turned to

a bit, and we can talk about pack matters. I obviously don't

father said proudly. He then put an arm

my wife,

smiled at my

Shelly," my mother said,

my parents,'