Seduced By My Boyfriend's Dad

2.

With his eyes darting to the howling outside, Jeffrey peers out the window. "Looks like a busy night today."

I do not have an inner wolf, so I do not know what the wolves are saying, but that does not stop me from cracking jokes.

"They are stating that before I enable you carry me home, I should query what you do for a living."

With a twitch of his lips, he pulls a card out of his pocket and passes it towards me, his eyes thrilled. "I operate my own company as CEO. I can not complain because it pays the bills even if job is not intriguing."

Impressed, I gaze down at the card and then back up at him. That sounds amazing, I have to admit. What kind of company is it?"

"Export and import operations. Would you like to know a mystery? It is not nearly as glamorous as it appears," he laughs.

"Well, I think you are pretty good."

"Many thanks!He looks back at me, hesitant for a while before answering, "Hey, I know this bar only accepts customers who are at least twenty-five years old, but if it is okay with you, may I ask what your age is?"

My cheeks begin to flush. "Well, um..."

I hear static in my ears as Jeffrey gives me an expectant gaze. It dawns on me fast that it is because it is midnight. The biggest change is not that I am officially eighteen; rather, it is that my inner wolf is coming of age. I will not change my form today. I am worried because I sense that the mate bond is developing even though it is too early for that.

I have a boyfriend, but now I find out that my destined mother lives nearby—she is an Alpha! Jeffrey clears his throat, and I gasp to realise he is a werewolf and my-mater-my Alpha mate! I can feel their power! When he glares at me, I am not sure what to think and find myself becoming more perplexed."You are just eighteen years old?" Hehisses, staring up and down at me and appears to get angrier by the moment. Some wolves, I have read, do not wake up until they turn eighteen. Do you belong to that group? I feel exposed beneath his scrutiny, especially now that I know he is my companion.

She muttered, embarrassed, "It seems like it."

"How on earth did you get into the bar?Jeffrey growls.

I am terrified of Jeffrey, so I stammer, "Tonight is my day off, yet I work here." Tears prickle at the back of my eyelids.

And they tried to sell you alcohol?"

"This is cola blended with a wedge of lemon," I say, shaking my glass.

As a result, he remains silent for a considerable amount of time before saying, "I have been giving you Coke all night long?"

"Yes." After giving me a fleeting glance, Jeffrey jumps up and shoos his chair back with a loud cry, for reasons I am not sure of. "We cannot accept this," he says. How ridiculous it is that I am the mate of a damn child! How terrifying this is!

His stern words cut my heart and send it crashing to a million pieces. I did not ask for this, and I most surely did not want to marry someone who would view me as a social outcast.

"I stand up," I say, introducing myself as Sony. "Hello, I never thought that my wolf would come out on my eighteenth birthday. That is to say, even though I have heard stories about people coming out on their eighteenth birthday, I did not think those stories had any merit. I apologise for not telling you how old I am. "When Jeffrey approaches, he growls and catches my attention immediately. He can easily grab my chit between two fingers because he is taller than me. "Brenda, let me explain this to you.

We look up at him, realising we are the only ones moving in the bar. Jeffrey's lips move shortly after, indicating that strong magic has stopped time. Jeffrey, Alpha of the Nightslash pack, I, Brenda, your destined mate and Luna, reject you."

Wishes

It is unreal to me that after just three minutes with my partner, our relationship has already become strained. I am too shocked to say anything. All I can do is stare at Jeffrey, the man who rejected me. He is as attractive and terrifying as he is handsome. I can not believe he is my partner and the Alpha in the community. It is too bad he rejected me before I had a chance. Are we really that different? I mean, I am older than him, but does that really make a difference?

He is older than me by how much?

"The First!"

As I turn around, I hear footsteps coming from the kitchen. Surprisingly, though, it does not appear to slow down time for other paranormal activities. As I peek in the kitchen door, I discover that Bar25's big, bald chef, Graham, is actually a werewolf.

"Alpha, wolves from a different pack are scuttling around outside of our realm," he says, turning his focus from me to Jeffrey after staring at me for a whole minute. I do not think we are in an alliance with them, even though they have not attacked."

"Thank you for the information, Graham," Jeffrey responds, walking in the direction of the door. However, as soon as his hand reaches the handle, he halts and turns his head slightly, searching me with cold, blue eyes that are devoid of warmth. "After this is over, I will find you, and you will reject me right back," he says.

Elhan then changes into a large white wolf, which he uses to attack Bar25. It is massive, with huge white, feathered wings on its back. Is the species Athen mixed? Of course he is, but what type of hybrid has no wings?

As soon as Graham clears his throat, I look up at him."

He suggests that returning home would be the best course of action.

People begin to move around us again once Jeffrey goes. "As a recently awakened werewolf, it might be best to stay at home for at least a week. I nod absently, still in shock at what has happened. "Your body is going to go through changes, and I also advise you join a pack," he says, his nostrils flaring. "You have the scent of an Alpha that has run away from its flock. It is unlike anything I have ever encountered." My thoughts are racing. Not only was I overlooked, but my companion is a strange, magical Alpha. Does that clarify his rejection of me? Or did he actually reject me because I was too old?

It is terrible either way. I have already been the victim of loss and rejection.

My family treated me like dirt, but experiencing rejection from your sincere love is a whole different level of hurt. I try not to look weak in front of Graham, blinking away the tears that tickle behind my eyelashes.

"I am going home," I declared, seeming incredibly certain. "Thank you for the feedback.

Graham nods his head, clearly not buying into it; there is something uneasy about his expression, as if he knows something I don't. I push it aside, not wanting to think about it any longer.

4 walk out of Bar25 and step outside into the cool evening air, staring up at the stars and thinking about Jeffrey and his rejection, feeling like I have lost a part of myself and am no longer whole, not understanding why he would reject me before even giving me a chance.

As I begin my journey home, I recognise that I have no idea where I am going and that I have never felt more alone in this place, where there is no pack, no partner, and no purpose for me to be here.