Page 58 of Blinded
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
BRETT
I waited as my parents pulled their trailer into the parking lot of the pack house. I was excited to have them here, but also nervous because it was the first time since I'd been attacked and blinded. I didn't want to deal with my mom's emotions right now. I had enough of my own going on.
It had been a little over a week since I'd found I couldn't shift, and nothing we tried seemed to help. I'd starved myself for nearly three days, hoping it would tempt him forward, and still, he just laid there, dormant in my mind.
Even when the pack had gone out hunting together, he refused to even stir in my mind. He didn't want out, and nothing I did was going to force him out.
Bayne stood beside me, holding my hand as my parents parked. I tried not to worry about him, but his wolf missed mine, and in time, this was going to become an issue for us. Nothing could ever break us up, we were mated, but it would make things hard when he wanted to live the life of a shifter and I was suddenly forced into a fully human life.
"They're here?" Kurt stepped out front to stand beside us, his mate Josh by his side.
"They are." I smiled as I waited for them to come to me. I didn't want Bayne leading me around to be the first thing they saw, but knew seeing the patches over my eyes would still be hard enough on them.
"They're headed for us," Bayne whispered to me.
I hated I couldn't see them. I never would have thought when I left them to come visit Bridger that it could be the last time I'd ever see them. It wasn't something you thought about when you left each day, but I knew now not to take it for granted.
"Brett." My mom's voice shook as she stood before me. "I've missed you." Her hands came to my shoulders and I stepped into her hug, wrapping my arms around her tightly, inhaling her scent.
"Mom, I've missed you too." I kissed her cheek. "Dad?"
"Right here." He was suddenly pulling me away from mom and into another tight hug. "How are you?"
I nodded. "Good. I'm good." I wasn't about to tell them about my wolf. That could come later. Seeing me blind was enough of a shock for them. "Mom, Dad, I want you to meet my mate, Bayne." I reached beside me to wrap my arm around Bayne's waist.
"Mr. and Mrs. Fullson, it's a pleasure to meet you," Bayne said.
"Please, either call us Mom and Dad or Janice and Phil. We are so happy to meet you. I never dared dream that I would be able to meet one of my children's mates. I hoped, but didn't think it would happen. We couldn't be happier to welcome you into our family, Bayne." My mom sounded genuinely happy.
"Nice to meet you," my dad said.
"And this is my new alpha." I turned toward where I could smell Kurt standing.
"Hi, welcome. My name is Kurt."
"Nice to meet you as well." My father had moved closer to Kurt. "This is quite a place you have here."
"Come on in and see the place. I'm sure you're thirsty and hungry after the long trip. Corta will have food ready and you'll be able to visit and catch up with your son," Kurt invited them.
I had to rely on Bayne to let me know what was going on. I could smell everyone moving, but couldn't see. I held onto his waist and let him lead me inside, thankful that Kurt had taken the lead and was showing off the pack house to my parents.
"This place is amazing." My father sounded surprised. "You say this is open to all the pack?"
"Twenty-four hours a day. There is always someone around. I live here with my mate, and a few others stay here, but most come and go. This was all my father's idea. He wanted to be sure no wolf was ever left alone. He said he would build a place where any wolf could find a good meal and a comfortable bed. It's grown since then, but the concept was his idea. We have almost anything you could need on site."
"It's very impressive," my mom said.
"Thank you. This is Corta, she runs… Well, just about everything. If you have a need, she's the one to talk to. Corta, this is Janice and Phil, Brett's parents." Kurt sounded like he was pulling chairs out for people to sit.
As Corta talked to my parents, Bayne got us seated at the table. I leaned into him, thankful that he was by my side. There would have been no way I could have managed to even get my parents inside on my own. It was frustrating to be so dependent on someone else.
"You hungry, Brett?" Corta asked.
"No thanks." I smiled her direction.
"Bayne?" she asked him.
