All Chapters of The Comeback (book 1 of the Miller family): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Another hour later, I was sitting alone on the sofa since Jules had to head out to go to work. The weight of my revelations from the conversation was heavy on my shoulders. The letters from my mother that my uncle had hidden from me had opened a door to my family’s hidden past, and I realized that I needed to confront my own secrets and demons, before I could even try to move forward with Adam. I knew that giving him a chance to explain himself, was the first step, but it was a step I had been hesitant to take. The pain of his deception still lingered, and I couldn’t ignore that he had kept something so monumental from me, making me doubt if he had ever trusted me in our relationship. Yet, deep down, I felt a connection to Adam that went beyond his hidden truth. I sighed, as my phone vibrated in my purse. Even though I hadn’t contacted Adam myself, he had sent me a text every day, as if he was afraid that if he didn’t text me, I would for

Adam’s P.O.V. The warm embrace of summer sunlight should have been my favorite time of the year since schools were out for summer, but now, it only intensified my own misery and loneliness. Everywhere I looked, every scent in the air, every sound of laughter in the distance, it all reminded me of Jenna. I missed her more with each passing day, and the void she had left in my life seemed impossible to fill. My heart ached as I wandered the streets of Fairview, the place that had once been our safe haven of shared laughter and stolen kisses. The park where we had once picnicked beneath the shade of fall trees, now seemed empty without her smile lighting up my world. The ice cream shop on the corner of Main Street, where we had shared countless scoops and whispered sweet nothings, now held nothing but bittersweet memories. I had replayed our last conversation in my mind a hundred times, searching for a way to mend the rift between us.

 “I have been searching for you all afternoon,” I confessed to her, my eyes locking onto hers. Jenna’s expression softened at my statement, and surprisingly, she reached out and touched my hand as if she wanted to apologize that I hadn’t been able to find her any sooner. “I’m sorry,” she told me before she swallowed deeply. “I was at Anderson’s Construction almost the entire afternoon for an emergency meeting with the staff.” She added before she looked away from me again. Which made a lump form in my throat that I absolutely hated, because what on earth could be so bad that she needed to look away from me when she would tell me this? “I…” She sighed, pressing her lips into a thin line, while I braced myself for impact. “I decided to sell my uncle’s company.” She nodded, and my heart sank at her words. This was exactly

I took a deep breath, my questions all coming in a rush now that I knew I was able to ask them.“What does it even mean to be a werewolf? How does it affect you, and your family? How does it affect our relationship?” Adam leaned back, his expression thoughtful as he considered how to explain.“Being a wolf means that we have the ability to transform into wolves whenever we want to. It’s a part of our family history, a secret we have kept to protect those that we care about.”“How does it affect our relationship?” I asked him as he smiled at me. A warm smile filled with love. “In my world, every wolf has one true mate, sort of a soulmate. Wolves are extremely loyal creatures, they find their partner and they stay together for life. It means that no matter what happens, I will always find my way back to you, Gorgeous. Because you are my one true mate. Or as wolves say, you are mine. That

Jenna’s P.O.V. Damn, this man is good, better than good. Hell, does the right word even exist?  No… I honestly don’t think so.  He slowly climbed over my body, his lips crashing against mine. The weight of his body on mine, the warmth of his skin pressing on me was almost enough to send me over the edge once more. My hands ran down his cheeks as I stopped him for one moment, long enough to look into his eyes. “I want you to mark me,” I told him, letting him know about the final decision that I had made about my future before I got on the plane back to Fairview. Yes, this had been my decision and mine alone. I wanted to be with Adam, that much was true, but I wanted to be with him in every way human or supernaturally possible. I wanted every part of him. And I wanted to be his just as badly as I wanted him to be mine.