Chapter 4

Nate must have been in great pain too because the next day, we got a message which stated that we should meet. Though I was in pain too, we had not had the time to extend an invitation for us to meet. We headed for the Jones's home the next morning, the earlier we can get this over with, the better. As we drove over, I kept trying to communicate with Bessie, only to receive silence back, sometimes, I thought I could hear her whine but I knew it was false, she has gone completely silent on me. 

"Soon, Bessie. I promise I'll fix this. I'm sorry". This has become my mantra since yesterday. I am in pains but according to the elders, she is in worse pain.

I must have been lost in thought because the next thing I remember is my aunt ushering me down from the car. I looked around and it occurred to me that during my time of begging and apologizing to Bessie, we had arrived at Nate's house. Scratch that, this is not a house, it is a bloody mansion. Trying my hardest not to gawk at the extremely large buildings, I took my place beside my aunt while we await the person who is supposed to take us inside to meet with them. Sensing that I might be kind of uncomfortable, Aunt Mel took my hand in hers and whispered to me.

"It's ok if you don't want to meet them, we can go back to the council and ask for another way to undo it without you getting involved with them.

"It's fine, it's just a civilized meeting. I'll be fine.” I said this more to reassure myself than my aunt because, in reality, it isn't fine. For the first time in five months, I'll be meeting with Nate's parents who are also the same persons involved in the death of my parents. I had minor flashbacks of that evening but I shook them off and gave my aunt a small smile instead to show her that I am fine.

Before I could go further with my thoughts, a man came out from a door I didn't realise was there. 

"They'll see you now," he mentioned for us to follow him. He must be the beta of the pack since he wasn't dressed like the helps we've seen scurrying around since we came. It must be a busy day here, everyone seems to be in a hurry. We were taken to a room that looks like a cross between a waiting room and a living room. Given their wealth, I'm sure it's the former.

As we sat down, I looked around the room, there was a connective staircase to the other part of the house, where I'm sure they'll be coming down from because that's how it always is in the movies and books. I was still looking around when they descended. Ha! I was right after all. 

Seeing them resurfaced memories, but I quickly clamped them down before I do something drastic like lunging at them which will only result in me getting weaker than I already am and that wouldn't look too good since we are here to find solutions to what is happening.

"There's no need to resort to violence. It won't bode well for you and you know it.” Damn, I made the mistake of looking at Nate's mom. I forgot older wolves can tell what you're thinking by looking into your eyes. I lowered my gaze and cursed silently. My aunt must have heard me because she squeezed my hand a little tighter, a warning for me to keep my calm. I looked at her and nodded slightly to show that I understood what she was trying to tell me.

"Please sit," Kenneth Jones. This is the first time I've heard him speak, and if we were to go by voice, he would have been classified as a good person. I didn't look at his face because I  couldn't bear to look at the face of the man who murdered my parents. I can see where Nate got his silky voice from though, if I didn't hate him so much, I'd have loved to listen to him speak all day. Aware that my thoughts were derailing, I sat down. No sooner had I done that, then Nate came down. Knowing he was close, Bessie let out a whine which I'm sure is mirrored by his wolf. He seems to have lost weight, although I cannot tell because he usually has more muscles than body fat. His face however seems to be set in a permanent grimace- the only indication that he also is in a lot of pain as I am.

Once, we were all settled. His mom spoke up. “Now that we are all here, I guess we can proceed with this meeting. Nate here has explained what happened to us which is why we have invited you here so we can find a solution to the problem at hand" She looked at me as if I was the cause of the problem. "Care to explain why you rejected my son? It doesn't look like you can do any better than him.” She sneered. This bitch

"I don't think that is why we're here. Let's just find a solution that will be the best for both of them" My aunt spoke up before I could. I'm sure she knew I was about to comment on what Nate's mom, Mary, has just said. Aunt Mel looked at me with a plea in her eyes and I backed down. There's no need for me to offend my aunt now. Then, Nate snickered.

I turned to look at him  "Is there anything you'd like to say, mummy's boy?" I briefly enjoyed watching his face cloud over in anger. I guess he isn't used to being insulted. Before he could say anything, his father held up a hand to show that we should be quiet. 

After giving us a look, Kenneth spoke up. "My wife and I have thought about this long and hard and we've derived a solution that we think can work," He sat towards the edge of his chair. “They'd have to move in together".