*Seth*
“What’s wrong?” Molly asks as we walk down the hall.
I shake my head. I don’t want to talk to her about this.
“You just lectured Calvin about his mate feeling his emotions. You’re doing the same thing to me,” she tells me.
I close my eyes and inhale slowly, trying to push it all down. “I’m sorry, Love,” I say, pulling her to me and kissing her head. “I need to talk to my dad.”
“But you won’t talk to me?” she asks. She’s hurt, and I know she’s beginning to feel how she did when she took the twins and ran.
“I’m not trying to hide anything,” I try to explain without actually explaining. “I just have some feelings I don’t want to talk about. Not yet, anyway.”
“Fine,” she says, and she walks off, leaving me outside the entrance to my parent’s home.
I knock, and Dad let
