Stakes Claim On Her

Chapter 9:  Unexpected Journey ‘'Home'’ 

Gabrielle 

As soon as I pop the last of my delicious breakfast into my mouth Margret appears next to the table.

She gives my a knowing smile before clearing mine and Issacs plates.

My cheeks flush knowing that she probably heard everything that just happened.

"How was breakfast?"

Isaac asks after Margret leaves.

I'm sure he already knows the answer to that.

"It was delicious, I've never tried those things before-"

"From now on if you want something all you have to do is ask for it.Okay?"

He places his hand over mine as he says this.

His words mean alot to me.

I've never had anything like this, anyone like this.

I have been poor my whole life, scavenging for food and supplies to survive.

The last three years working in the pack building have been a blessing, but it was still harsh and lonely.

It'll be nice to not feel alone all the time.

"Okay."

I squeeze his hand and smile at him, showing I understand.

Issac's phone goes off suddenly, startling me for a moment.

He annoyingly pulls it out and checks the caller ID.

Sighing, he stands up.

"I have to take this, stay here.I'll just be outside."

He kisses me on the forehead before walking outside.

I sit by myself for a moment, until I hear footsteps walk up behind me.

When I turn around Margret is standing behind me, holding two mugs filled with tea.

"How has Issac been?"

She asks, handing me a mug before taking Issac's seat across from me.

"He seems good.To be honest, I just met him.I don't really know much about him.We haven't been doing much talking."

I am hoping that Margret will be able to tell me a little about Issac.

her eyebrows at

do much talking the first week we met either.” Oh gosh,

moves

know him

don't get to know

we are mates.I

since Issac isn't here and this might be one of the only times I get to talk to you, would

I nod my head.

would love to hear about what Issac was

off the walls and running around.He was a good kid too, smart and funny.’’ She's smiling

She looks happy.

mother used to make him do volunteer work.He used to always throw a fit, but

that

young Issac helping

what I hear.My friends back home tell me of how he's handling the threats recently.He's under a lot of stress.I could tell the

sip of

"He wasn't perfect though."

a little sigh,

his head that women were somehow weaker then he was, then men

his father just ingrained it into him: My heart sank

mind what Issac

he

"Why tell me this?"

the point of

what could this possibly do to help me? I would just

tell me something

something that I could never.That women, that humans

I felt conflicted inside.

a better view of Issac, but

as a child, but he

do? He wouldn't listen to you and you practically

my whole life

say, but deep down I knew that it wasn't going to

enough.” Before she can elaborate, the front door slams

immediately sets her mug down and

to leave know.I have a plane waiting

me, grabbing my hand and pulling

picks up

seems distressed and it scares

must of been

"Issac, what happened?"

my

that I'm afraid and Issac

in his hands and looks deep into

safe with me.But we have to leave

gentle but firm, leaving

leaving to

have

of me cheeks and wraps his arms around

me out of the diner, muttering a

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