"Sorry". I took a sip of my wine. "Need to see if I pass my exams first".

"I'm sure you'll pass with flying colours. So how have you been?".

"How long have you been in contact with my dad?". I couldn't do the small talk anymore. I needed to know, I had questions. "How about we eat first and then I'll answer all the questions you have".

Was she stalling?

"Shouldn't we wait for George?". Just then I heard a car pull into the drive.

"Food looks great Miss Wilson". Jake took the seat next to me grabbing my hand under the table.

"Please eat, George won't mind if we start without him".

We ate, we had small talk and I think I had a little too much wine. My head was a little fuzzy and I felt slightly buzzed.

One thing I missed was my grans cooking. I cleaned my plate and could have easily asked for seconds.

"Coffee Leah?". George asked.

"I'll help". Jake got to his feet and followed George to the kitchen.

I guess I was having coffee.

"I miss having you around".

"I wasn't the one that wanted to move out". The look in her eyes made me instantly regret what I said. "Sorry". I sighed.

"I thought I was doing the right thing".

"By leaving me homeless?". I frowned.

where you belong now Leah. I went the wrong way about it but you and Jake are meant to be. I heard your

How did she know?

"Not really". I shrugged.

you felt her since

my wolf. I was done with the small talk and stalling. I loved my gran but it was hard not to be annoyed at her when she kept things from me. "Why

wants to

opportunity to meet with me in the years I was growing up. Why was

is your

my dad, he's not anything. He didn't want to be in my life then

his mate sweetheart. The effect that

the excuse of mom dying to up and abandon his daughter. I don't want to see him". I pushed my chair back and got to

wanted to go home. I wasn't

"Leah please-..".

never allowed to mention him when I was younger. He was never

go home". I didn't

"Babe?".

just want

"Okay we'll go home".

I was overreacting but I needed a clear head and time to think on it. This was a

honey". My gran placed her hand on my arm. "My intention was

think, to

...

I overreact to

have put on my

the more I think about it the more I talk myself into doing it. And the more I talk

I couldn't shut off my mind. I had tossed and turned from the minute we came to

His voice low and

the covers off but his

what's going

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