Jeremy
I called her the moment I got back home, which was hours later, and I wasn’t surprised when her mother told me she didn’t want to speak to me. I had been such a damn i***t leaving like that, but I was so shocked that she was leaving that I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t say anything. She wouldn’t know she was my mate for another two years!
“Hi, son. What’s going on?” My dad frowned as he patted me on the back and I wondered if I should tell him.
“I suspect that my mate was at the party.” I sat down on the couch, and he handed me a drink he had just poured.
“Okay …” My dad sounded hesitant and I burst out laughing.
“She’s sixteen, so she won’t feel it yet.” I shrugged. Did I tell my dad that she had witch blood? Would it even make a difference to him or anyone in my pack f
