Page 59 of Blinded
"No, thanks though. We had a large lunch." He turned so that he was facing me, and I could lean into his arms better.
"Brett, how are you?" My mom reached over and touched my arm. "Other than your blindness, you've recovered?"
I nodded. "I have. I've been trying to adjust to not being able to see, but other than that, I'm good. I'm happy, Mom. This pack is amazing, and I don't have to tell you how happy I am with my mate." I sent a wave of love through my link with Bayne. "Now, having you guys here, it's perfect."
"Well, I have to admit I didn't know what to expect. I'd spent my life with the Bear River Pack, but this, if this is how the wolves here are treated, I've been with the wrong pack. We look forward to joining you." The happiness in my mom's voice made me glad they'd come.
"Did Pete give you any problems leaving?" Kurt asked.
"We didn't tell him. He called when we were halfway here, but we didn't answer. I'm sure he's furious by now, but we'll break ties as soon as we can and join with you. He'll no longer have any control over us." The relief in my dad's voice was evident.
"And Cathy?"
"We have all of her things with us. When she's done with her current job, she'll be coming here also," my mom told us.
"She's more than welcome. I know Brett and Bayne have several houses for you to look at, but you're more than welcome to make yourselves at home here until you find one you like. No rush to decide," Kurt let them know.
"Thank you. Hopefully, it won't be for long. We aren't too picky. Just so it's close to the town and I guess here. I can see Phil spending a lot of time here. I noticed him eyeing your pool tables," Mom laughed.
I grinned. "I'll warn you all now, my father is a great pool player. Don't let him fool you, and don't bet against him."
"Warning taken." Bayne tightened his arm around me until his phone rang, and he pulled away to answer it.
I focused back on my parents. "We figured you'd want to rest tonight, but tomorrow, Bayne and I thought we could show you around town and look at a couple of the houses."
"That's perfect. Tonight, I just want a hot shower and maybe a cold beer," my father said from across the table.
"We have both. The bar you saw when you walked in is fully stocked and free of charge. Help yourself," Kurt told him. "As for a shower, Brett and Bayne can show you to your room as soon as you're done eating. You're welcome here as long as you like. There's plenty of space. I don't want you to feel rushed to leave."
I smiled, so glad that Kurt was nothing like Pete.
Bayne suddenly gripped my arm. "Brett?"
I felt his nervousness along with hearing it in his voice. "What's wrong?"
He took a deep breath. "That was Cohen. He has a donor. They want to do the surgery tonight."
My breath caught, and I swallowed hard.
"That's fantastic," Kurt said.
"A donor? Surgery?" My mom's voice held a nervous shake.
"Um, yeah." I ran my fingers through my hair. I hadn't even brought the idea of a donor up with my family. I didn't want to have them be let down if it didn't work, but now that they were here, I couldn't hide it from them. "One of the doctors I'm seeing thinks he can replace my eyes with donor eyes. Being a wolf, my body should adapt to them without a problem. It's not a guarantee, but it's a chance I have to take." I turned back to Bayne. "Tonight? Like now?"
"Cohen is on his way with the eyes and Dr. Gordon is coming also." Bayne cupped my face. "You still want this?"
I nodded, unable to speak. I was excited, nervous, scared to death. I'd never had surgery before. It wasn't like this was some life and death event, but it was my sight. This was it. I would either see or not. My chest tightened. "What if it doesn't work?"
"It will." Bayne's voice held so much hope that I feared what would happen if the surgery failed.
A thought hit me hard, taking away even more of my hope. I lowered my voice. "Bayne, what if I can't shift?"
"You have to. Your wolf has to want this as much as we do." Bayne now sounded worried.
"He hasn't responded to me in a week. I just don't know." I focused on my wolf, able to feel him there, but not responding to my gentle push. "Will it work if I can't?"
"I don't know. Healing might take longer, but it should work, I'd think." Bayne leaned his forehead against mine.
