The Bully Alpha's Defiant Slave

Chapter 10

Sandi

We had gotten home after our lunch at the restaurant, and no sooner had we walked into the house when our house phone began ringing. My father walked into the kitchen to answer the phone. I could hear him talking quietly to whoever was on the other end of the phone call. I couldn't make out the words, but I could tell by his voice that he seemed to be confused.

I looked at my mother and saw that she, too, was watching my father with a look of confusion upon her face. My father ended his call and set the phone back down on the kitchen counter.

He looked at my mother and said, "So, apparently, we need to take Sandi to the school assembly hall tomorrow morning. There will be an announcement made for the graduates in the auditorium."

"What? Why? She has graduated now. There is no need for her to have to go to the school anymore," my mother said, looking at my father in confusion.

"Yeah, I know. I am just as confused by this sudden announcement as you are," my father assured her.

My mother looked at me and asked, "Do you know anything about this?"

Knowing I couldn't tell them about the werewolves, I simply shrugged and said, "I have no idea what this is all about. I thought we were done with school and dealing with school staff members and school functions." I was amazed at how easily and convincingly the lies rolled off of my tongue. Looking at them both, I could see that they had clearly believed what I had said.

"Well, seeing as she is now graduated from school, and she has her diploma, what happens if we don't go there tomorrow?" my mother asked my father.

"Mom has a point, dad. If we don't turn up there, what's the worst they could do?" I asked my father, hoping he would say they couldn't do anything.

"Look, I don't know what the big deal is. We will go to the auditorium tomorrow, find out what is going on, and then you can begin living the rest of your life," my father replied, looking at me with a look that said, 'It can't hurt to go and check it out'.

"Wait a minute. I thought we were leaving this place so no one would know that I was not your child," I reminded him.

"She's right. It wouldn't be worth the risk. We cannot risk going there tomorrow. What if someone has found out the truth about Sandi? This could be some kind of trick. An ambush," my mother said, looking at my father with a look of panic upon her face.

"We don't even know why they want to see her," my father stated, looking at my mother like she was acting crazy.

"That's the point! We have no idea why they are calling to get us to take our daughter back there. What if we get there tomorrow, and they take our daughter away from us? They could throw us in prison! Do you get what I am saying?" my mother stated, her face filled with panic and desperation.

"Mom, it's okay," I assured her.

"No! No! It's not okay. This is a risk. We are going to lose you Sandi. If we go there tomorrow... I can feel it. You will be taken away from us forever. I can just feel it right down to my bones," my mother replied, her eyes on my father.

"Mom, I am not going anywhere. It's okay. Just relax, okay," I told her, as I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her, drawing her into a hug.

"No! Don't you get it? I can't relax. I need to stay one step ahead of any threats that could pose problems for you. You're our little girl. We need to keep you safe," she said as she clung to me tightly.

"I am safe. So how about we all calm down until we know what is going on?" I said, trying to be the voice of reason.

"Sandi is right, we need to calm down. We are all getting worked up over nothing. Until we know what is going on, we just need to stay calm," my father said, his voice letting us know that he saw my mother's behavior as an obscene overreaction.

"Calm? Fine! If you want calm, I will stay calm. But when this all blows up in our faces, don't come whingeing to me about it. Cos all you will get from me is a big fat I told you so," my mother promised him.

"Fine, whatever," my father said with a shrug.

"Dad, please. Don't be so quick to disregard what she is trying to tell you. Mom said she has a feeling that this assembly at the school tomorrow is going to end badly," I pointed out.

I needed him to hear me. I knew my mother was right. I knew this assembly meeting would be about the werewolves. And I knew that if I was chosen to be taken away, my parents would need each other more than ever. The only way they would get through losing me would be if they stuck together.

"Okay honey. I will take her feelings into consideration. It will be difficult, but I will do it," he replied, giving me a reassuring smile.

"Why will it be difficult? Just admit that I am right," my mother huffed, her voice filled with annoyance.

My father looked at my mother and said, "Admit, you are right? Are you kidding me? You are like a one-woman circus, you know that? You're up, you're down, you're bouncing off the walls, you're a hysterical hyena one minute and a blubbering possum the next. I swear trying to keep up with you has given me permanent whip lash woman."

My mother looked at my father, her mouth hanging open in shock. "That... that was... incredibly cruel," she whispered.

"Cruel maybe, but accurate. I love you dear, I do, but God knows you are one bat s**t crazy broad," my father muttered.

"Guys, please. Let's just work together to get through the next twenty-four hours, okay?" I said, wanting them not to fight on what might very possibly be my last night in our home.

"Okay, you're right," my father said, nodding in agreement.

"Mom?" I asked, my gaze on her.

"Okay honey," she replied, nodding in agreement.

I walked out of the room, leaving them alone to sort out their differences. Right now, I just needed some peace and quiet. Tomorrow would be the day that let me know what my future held.