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

first week we met either.” Oh

she moves

know him very

don't get to know someone

 "I know, it's just that we are mates.I just have this feeling that I have

one of the only times I get to talk to you, would you like

I nod my head.

about

little boy.He was always bouncing off the walls and running around.He was a good kid too,

She looks happy.

to make him do volunteer work.He used to always throw a fit, but eventually he started asking to do them.He would

could do extra work that this boy

young Issac helping people just made me

of how he's handling the threats recently.He's under a

sip of

"He wasn't perfect though."

out a little sigh,

idea in his head that women were somehow weaker then he was, then

teach him otherwise, but his father

had never crossed my mind what

he would be like

"Why tell me this?"

the point

possibly do to help

something

never.That

I felt conflicted inside.

of this conversation with a better view of Issac,

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!

my whole

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

elaborate, the front

sets her mug down

have to leave know.I have a plane waiting for us, my Beta

rushes over to me, grabbing my hand and pulling

heart rate picks up at

and it

must of been

"Issac, what happened?"

to keep my voice

I'm afraid and Issac picks up

hands

be afraid, little mouse.Your safe with me.But we have to leave now,

but firm, leaving no

are leaving to

have

let's go of me cheeks and wraps his arms

out of the diner, muttering a

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