Chapter 14.

STACY.

“Thank you for your offer Daniel, but I think it's best I stay at the pack house instead,” I say.

“At the pack house? No. I can't possibly allow a special guest of mine to stay there,” Daniel glances over at me as we drove toward what I remember as home.

“But I have a son and I don't want to_”

Daniel cuts in my sentence with a small smirk tugging at his lips. “Relax, Stacy. I won’t bite,” he teases lightly. “You can stay as long as you need, and I’ll respect your space.”

I nod hesitantly, glancing at Liam, who was dozing peacefully in my arms. “I appreciate it, Daniel. I really do.” My voice is soft, unsure if I made the right decision. But then again it was getting late and going back to the pack house could cause a lot of gossip considering how I showed up... A private place to think and regroup before trying with my parents again don't sound like a bad idea...

A few minutes later, we arrive at the mansion—the same one I had grown up in— good childhood memories rus