My Hot Alpha

It was miserable outside. High winds and heavy rain. Jake still insisted on driving me to and from the mall. I didn't argue or make a fuss. If he wanted to drive me then 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 want me to 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 want me doing 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.

"You'll call me when 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 b.com to read the complete chapters for free. If you are not reading this novel on Job ni b .com, some sentences 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 call me if 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 call me Arthur".

I didn't know what to say so I said nothing.

"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 time but 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 fact, could I have coffee please with loads of milk".

"Sure". He smiled whilst getting to his feet.

Which left me alone with Arthur. It wasn't awkward but I wasn't exactly comfortable. I 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 time to meet you".

That didn't sit right with me. Waited a long time to meet me? Couldn't they have looked for me? I mean if they are royal werewolves then surely, they have some power?