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“Seriously? I’m actually allowed to be her mate?”
I grin at him and his adorable reaction
“Yep, a mate that can kiss and date and no more than that but, yes a mate”
Carter tells him, smiling. Even he was impressed with geralds patience over the last few months.
“So I can actually tell her how beautiful she is? That what she’s wearing isn’t important? that all that’s important is her?”
He looked shell shocked, a tear slipping down his chest, his fingers grasping his shirt like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
“Yes but please try to keep your thoughts clear, I’ll try to black them out but you know it’s not always easy”
He nods wiping a tear as it falls down his cheek
“When can I tell her?”
“Wait until schools over, she has a final today and I don’t want her distracted for that but definitely after”
His face breaks out into the biggest grin I've ever seen. Then he pauses and looks to me
“Can you please make her change?”
I nod standing up and heading down to the room, I chuckle, the key was hanging out of the door so I open it up to find Adlai on the ground with tears in her eyes.
My heart drops, I pout as I take a seat beside her and she drops her head into my lap, sniffling. I run my hands through her dark black hair to soothe her.
“He doesn’t even like me mum, it hurts so much”
She whispers I run my finger down her cheek and send calming vibes into her body, she starts to relax.
“I think he loves you so much that he’s scared to even see you, he’s terrified that me or dad will tell him he can’t see you anymore if he really really sees you”
“But you won’t do that?”
She asks sitting up, I shake my head as she wipes the tears from her cheek.
“Nope and I think he knows that now, why don’t we choose something special for you to wear for your last day of school?”
She nods standing up, she’s a short ass like me, skinny but toned, her black hair was cropped to her shoulders in a choppy cut, wavy and beautiful.
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Adlais POV
My heart was thumping in my chest as mum helped me go through my closet, looking for the perfect outfit for my last day of school.
She pulls out a jacquard-knit fendi dress, it was short but not to short, the knitted black and white fabric would insensuite my curves, it’s a strappy dress but it’s not to low cut, it would be perfect with a pair of doc martens and thick white socks.
“Perfect”
I strip, not caring if my mums there or not, she rolls her eyes diverting them in another direction.
I pull it on then pull out thick white socks and my boots, when my boots are on I push the socks down so they are bunched up at my Ankles. I turn to mum and she grins at me
“Now that looks amazing, let’s do your makeup next”
She grabs my arm and yanks me towards the dresser, my mum and dad were my best friends.
Yes I had Jake and Anna but my mum and dad were on a whole other level. Maybe it’s because my dad terrifies everyone, so our little family unit is tight.
It helps that my dad acts vastly different to me, mum and Gerald then he does to the rest of the pack. He can’t help it but I love being special in my parents eyes. I love having parents.
I sit on the seat at my dressing table as mum sits next to me, I pull out my favourite pink/purple lip stain and add just a little buffing it out as mum holds my head in place and adds a little liner and mascara.
I didn’t use concealer or foundation, I didn’t need it. Jesus said my skin and body is clean and clear because I sat on God's knee on his throne in heaven.
Apparently after an experience like that your body changes. Mums was the same. I fluffed up my hair and looked at mum, she had done a little wing liner on my eyes opening them up, my lashes were long and dark, I never needed fake lashes like others did because mine were long and thick. My eyes were grey but bright.
“You look perfect, come let’s go see what he says now”
My stomach drops, Gerald never saw me as a mate so I don’t know why that would change now. The thought makes me want to crawl into bed and never crawl out again.
“He won’t even notice”
She snorts shaking her head
“Your both so thick headed it’s ridiculous, come on”
She takes my hand and yanks me out of the room, as we walk up the steps dad's face breaks out into a huge grin as he sees me.
Gerald had his back to me but he slowly turned and to my surprise his jaw dropped, his eyes slowly ran up and down my body.
“Wow”
He gasps as his eyes meet mine, my heart starts to drum in my chest, my palms are sweaty as all the moisture leaves my mouth.
Gerald was beautiful, he was tall, his shoulders wide and full of muscle, his hair was brown, shaved at the side, straight on top and neatly sitting to the side.
His face was long and muscular with a straight chiselled jaw and a neatly cut short styled beard and moustache.
His eyes were brown but bright, he had a resting b***h face that only ever changed for me, his smile alone could melt my soul and brighten up my day.
“Adlai you look beautiful”
It’s the first time I had seen him look at me like he wanted me, it was a little hard to believe but also scary, what If he changed his mind?
“Really? You like it?”
I ask dryly trying to find some moisture in my mouth. He walks up to me taking my face in his hands, my face tingles as he touches me, sluagh pushes forward to see him, to feel him. I hold back the moan as my body comes to life.
“I love it”
He whispers, my eyes snap open as I look at him.
“I see you Adlai, I always have. Don’t ever forget it”
I swallow the lump in my throat as I smile at him, tears brim in my eyes.
“Don’t cry babe”
I try to hold them back but a few tears escape and run down my cheeks, he steps forward holding my face in both of his hands
“Ssssh, are you ok?”
I nod my head
“Yes, I’m just happy”
And I was, but as his face breaks out into a wide grin my chest constricts in happiness.
“Good, come and eat you have your last final today”
I nod and to my surprise he takes my hand and pulls me over to the table where dads smiling brightly at me.
“You look beautiful princess”
I roll my eyes
“Dad stop calling me that, it’s embarrassing”
“Oh hush, you will always be my princess like it or not”
He scolds pouring me coffee and pushing it towards me
“Just don’t do it in public”
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