"But you're his mate". I frowned.

"I am". She smiled her hand reaching for his. "But things were very different back then and we simply couldn't be together because there were rules".

"But you had mom". I spoke.

"We met in secret". She grinned as if remembering the time, they spent together. "It was very difficult for us to stay apart so we had secret meetings, secret hideouts. We made it work for a period of time".

I swallowed the lump that appeared in the back of my throat. I couldn't imagine what they both had to go through.

"What happened after that?".

"His parent's found out and I never saw him again until I was walking in the park with your mom

in the push chair and your grampa. I was pregnant with your aunt Claire at the time".

"So, he never knew you were pregnant?". I asked.

She shook her head. "I didn't find out until a few weeks after he left. I had no way to contact him,

I didn't know where they were. It was a very tough time for me".

"What happened when you saw him?". I asked.

"Nothing". She gave me a small smile, a sad smile. "It had been years; we both had moved on,

and he was only in town for an engagement".

Moved on? How can you move on from your mate?

"So, you never knew about my mom?". I asked.

head. "Your gran had settled down, married someone else, she had a

was your

live with the choices I made, we made. I didn't know about your mom because I assumed she wasn't mine". "So, you just never saw each other again?". I

I received a private message on Facebook. We

My gran has Facebook?

to when you

back and forth for months

all starting to make

dad and aunt Claire sat quiet. Both engaged

him, reach out to him. There had to have been a way. He never

it. The guilt he must feel, the guilt he has been living with and still has probably

on finding out he had a child, and that child died? I couldn't blame my gran, and I never would. She still grieved my mom to

you come back

wanted to leave all those years ago but as I explained it was a challenging time, and I couldn't disobey my parent's.

searched for her, fought for her.

one that kept your mom from him. I could have told him the truth; I could have tried harder to find him but-...". She paused as she glanced at George. "I

without your mate?". That's what I couldn't wrap my head around. It brought me back to Rylee's story, but they at least had contact, seen each other. My gran and George moved on and

have been as strong for your gran because they never mated. I'm not saying it would have been easy, but it would have

I loved your gramps, but it was a different kind of love. We we're torn

you find

me". She

didn't freak out?".

shook her head. "There's always been rumours and old wife's tales about werewolves being real and sighted here in town.

that cool about it all when I found

them to stop. There was still more to be told, and I was

"Why Florida?". I asked.

up tomorrow over coffee?". My gran suggested. "You look tired

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255