Creed:

I would like to see you, baby girl.

I just want you to be sure before getting involved with us.

I frown at the message. Why wouldn’t I be sure?

But then I think about all of my concerns and misgivings. They are supporters of my father’s. I straight up told him andHale that being close to me won’t help them get close to my father. Maybe Creed took that to mean I’m not sure about them.

To be fair, I’m not.

I’m ninety percent sure this is going to end badly for me.

It’s sweet that he’s trying to keep a little distance to keep me from hurting. Or maybe he’s afraid of getting hurt by me.

Me:

I appreciate that.

But I can’t be sure until I get to know you and your pack better.

This will help with that.

But if you aren’t sure, or you don’t want me there, I can just stay with Ren.

We can get together while he’s gone.

I want to say that the next time we’ll have an opportunity like this will be in a year. But he doesn’t need to know how limited my options are, how controlled my time is.

Creed:

I do want you here.

Probably too much.

I frown at the text, even as my insides go all warm and melty. I don’t like how he seems torn. Even if I can’t blame him. I’m in the same position.

There’s no guarantee that this pack of alphas won’t turn around and tell my father about this, about my sneaking out to see them at a club or going to stay with them. If they do, my life will be over. I’m not even sure I just mean figuratively.

I’m pretty sure my father could easily decide it’ll be better for his image to be a grieving father who lost his daughter in a tragic accident than to suffer through any embarrassment that might arise from me allowing a pack to court me.

Not that he would kill me himself. He’d probably have Brian do it. Or order me to do it myself. Have me write a suicide note and jump off a cliff or something.

Creed:

What time should we pick you up on Sunday?

Butterflies swirl in my stomach at the question, excitement trickling down my spine.

Me:

I’ll have Ren drop me off.

It’ll probably be late afternoon, early evening.

I’ll need the time with her and her family to stage some photos, where we do some things we normally do together. I’ll have to figure out how to show the date and time, but I’m pretty sure Photoshop can do that efficiently enough.

Creed: