Becoming part of the Griffin family (COMPLETED)

Chapter 8

After we finish dessert, my family piles into the living room as Laura and I help mum clean up.

Once we are done, I hug Laura and mum goodbye, excusing myself to go see Jacob.

I message Jacob and he meets me at the pack house's front door.

I hug him tightly, “Take me somewhere” I plead.

He leans back, smiling as he asks “Where?”.

“Anywhere”, I sigh, getting into his car.

After we drive for a while, I become curious, “where are we going?”.

“Jacob’s rock” he smiles, still staring at the road ahead.

I chuckle a little “You still remember that? We haven’t been there in forever”.

“I am it’s king, how could I forget it?”.

I punch his arm “king? Pffft I swear you cheated”.

“I would never”, he responds sarcastically, a goofy smile lighting up his features.

A smile that looks very similar to my new favourite.... my smile falls as my eyes descend to my hands clasped in my lap, Hopes whisper voicing how we both feel. We wish it was his smile we were looking at instead right now....

When we reached our special place in the woods, we sit on our rock and talk.

Its good to talk so freely with someone.

I felt a lump growing in my throat throughout dinner, the idea of keeping secrets from my family not sitting well with me.

At least I don’t have to lie to Jacob too.

Jacob is actually surprised by what I tell him, making me doubt Judah’s honesty even more.

Jacob shrugs, dismissing me, “ Maybe he just isn’t that way around me”.

I frown, confused “or maybe he’s trying to play me”.

Jacob annoyingly shrugs again, “ Can’t be sure”.

Jacobs' face then goes blank and I know someone was linking him.

I haven’t got the hang of linking yet, being so newly eighteen and it is apparently one of the tricker things to learn.

He sigh and looking back at me with an annoyed face.

“He's looking for you”.

I roll my eyes, not at all surprised as I sneer “so?”.

“No. Angry and looking for you." Jacob corrects, " Apparently you didn’t tell him where you were going”.

“That’s because his not my master!”, I retort bluntly.

Jacob dares to smile “ He says if you don’t come back now he will come find you. I will skip over the rest but he's not happy with me either”.

“Why? What did you do?” I ask, half knowing the answer.

Jacob gives me a knowing look.

“ You know what I did. I hung out with you. Alone”.

I scream, laying back down on the rock, “ This is why I didn’t want a mate. I haven’t even accepted him and he waltzes around acting like he owns me”.

Jacob jumps off the rock and grabs my hand, pulling me down too.

“ We’d better go or he will get even worse”.

We drive back and when we arrive I go to give Jacob a hug goodbye but he stops me.

“Probs not the best idea, his already fu*king seething and I kinda like my head attached to my body”.

I scoff, shaking my head in disbelief “you‘re his brother for fu*k sakes”.

I hug him tightly and kiss his cheek for extra measure.

Jacob smirking at me as he sighs “thanks for that, now I need to hide for the next week”.

I shrug, getting out of the car and walking towards the door as I shout back “I’m not changing because he doesn’t approve. I’ll see you when you get out of hiding”.

I hear the scrap of the wheels as Jacob flees.

I reach for the door only to have it slam open in front of me.

I scoff, walking past him as I do.

He growls, slamming the door closed behind me.

“Where the fu*k did you two go and why is his scent all over you?”.

I roll my eyes, how tiresome wolves can be.

“I hugged him and he's your brother, calm down”.

“We agreed no touching while you’re unmarked” Judah replies sternly.

“I repeat his your brother, not to mention one of my best friends” I breathe, turning to face him now.

I can see he's trying to control his anger as he sits on the couch and points towards the nearby chair, “sit with me?”.

I go to say no but then he adds a word I never thought I would hear him “please?”.

I sigh, relenting as I silently take a seat beside him.

“It doesn’t matter he’s my brother, I still feel the same about him being with you, touching you, being alone with you” he begins.

I nod “I get that. But I’m not going to stop seeing him. He's one of my best friends, second only to Sabrina”.

“Okay, but the alone part, was that necessary?” he asks calmly, looking down at the floor instead of me.

I'm taken back by how calm he's talking, especially when I can see the anger seething beneath the surface.

I don’t answer, so he asks another question, “and your ‘stress relief’ at your parents, necessary?”.

“Now that was necessary”, I reply sarcastically, adding with a shrug “I was stressed”.

He closes his eyes, calming himself again.

They are still closed as he asks “ Do you think it’s funny to tease me? To play with me?”.

Opening his eyes, finally looking up to me, he continues “I was surrounded by YOUR FAMILY and I could hear you moaning, pleasuring yourself. They would have thought I was so fu*king rude excusing myself mid conversation to make a non-existent phone call”.

I'm silenced.

“And then” he continues, “and then you come out in that little outfit” he says, motioning to my body, “knowing exactly what you are doing to me. Then you have a chat with your mum, checking in to see what she thinks of me, giving me a little hope that maybe, just maybe you were thinking about giving this a real try. But no. Then I go into the living room and you disappear without a word. And go hang out with an unmated wolf looking like that”.

“I’m sorry” I stutter, seeing the night from his point of view and... and not liking myself for it.

Judah's eyes appraise me, my sincerity, but as his eyes again drift to the floor I can see he's not quite sure.

“I really am. I wanted to tease you, not torture you” I say softly, chastising myself as I do.

There's silence.

A heart beat.

Then two.

Before I feel his rough, warm fingertips gently press against my cheek.

I squeeze my eyes tighter, focusing on the tingles erupting over my skin instead of the shame blooming in my chest.

But then... the touch is gone. My eyes popping open to see Judah coming to a stand beside me.

He leans down, pressing an almost not there kiss upon my forehead before he whispers "Goodnight beautiful".

I watch his slow near silent steps as he walks away, my head falling as he moves out of sight.

My eyes are again closed as Hope begins roaring in my head.

"Follow him"

"Go after him"

"What are you waiting for?!" she roars.

But there's nothing I'm waiting for because there's nothing I can say.

No words to undo the mistakes of today and no promises I can make for tomorrow.

So instead I offer him all that I can for tonight.

Heading up to bed myself I quickly change, sliding between the silk sheets before whispering my reply "Goodnight... and... I'm sorry".