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.

wiggles her eyebrows at

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

she moves on

about it, honey.You will get to know him very well in

to know someone

are mates.I

and this might be one of the only times I get to talk to you, would you like to know

I nod my head.

about what Issac was like

was an energetic little boy.He was always bouncing off the walls and running around.He was a good kid too, smart and funny.’’ She's smiling widely as she tells

She looks happy.

volunteer work.He used to always throw a fit, but eventually he started asking to do them.He would always do stuff like that,

extra work that this boy

of a young Issac helping people just made me giddy

home tell me of how he's handling the threats

sip of her

"He wasn't perfect though."

little

his head that women were somehow weaker then

hardest to teach him otherwise, but his father just ingrained it into

never crossed my mind what Issac views on humans or women

think that he would be like

"Why tell me this?"

wanted to know the point

help me? I would

me something bad about

teach him something that I could never.That

I felt conflicted inside.

this conversation with a better view of

mean, sure he volunteered as a child, but he

don't understand.What could I do? He wouldn't listen to you and you practically raised him! He barely knows me, he has no reason

my whole life being ignored by

it wasn't going to change, at least not in the way

elaborate,

sets her mug down and stands

at the pack.We have to leave know.I have a plane waiting for us, my Beta will meet us

hand and pulling me out of

rate picks

seems distressed and it scares

of been

"Issac, what happened?"

to keep my voice level

I'm afraid and Issac

cheeks in his hands and looks deep into

little mouse.Your safe with

is gentle but firm, leaving no

leaving to

yes.We have to go home

cheeks

out of the diner, muttering a quick

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