4

Dominic

I was split between staying and watching her or following Sir Asshat and teaching him a lesson. My choice, however, was made for me when my phone rang in my pocket, and my father's number popped up on the screen. "Hello?" I answered as I watched the Douchebag drive off. "Your mother will have dinner ready soon. She had a bad day, so make sure you are home in time to eat with her." I sighed, "alright, I will be there soon." My mother loved being a waitress. However, people are assholes, and some days after working all day, she would come home and cook everything we had in the house. It was her way of dealing with stress. She wouldn't necessarily eat much of what she cooked or baked, but it calmed her. 

Hanging up, I watched the beauty that is my mate go inside and shut the door before kicking my bike back on and pulling back out onto the road. It didn't take long for me to get to the house we were staying at. In fact, it only took a few minutes to drive the five or so miles between her house and mine. I walked in to find my mother pulling a few dishes out of the oven. She looked up as I walked in and stopped dead in her tracks. "What happened?" She looked concerned. I gave her as good of a smile as I could and shook my head, "Nothing. What's for dinner?" I walked over, looking at the variety of pans and dishes sitting out on the counter. She had already made a casserole, a couple of pies, ham, potato salad, pasta salad, large beef meatballs, bacon, cinnamon rolls, and then the carrot cake she was removing from the oven, currently. She had also already started on a batch of peanut butter cookies. I raised an eyebrow at her, "That bad of a day?" She shook her head, "No, it really wasn't that bad. Now tell me what happened." I shook my head, "where's dad?" Sighing, she pointed to the front room. Following the direction she pointed, I walked out to the front room, finding my dad hiding in a room listed as a din, but we had made it into his office. From the sounds of it, he was on the phone with his boss, so I simply walked in and sat down.

My wait wasn't long as my father finished his call. His attention instantly moved to me as he set his phone down. "What happened?" Sighing, I rolled my eyes, slouching a little in the chair. "Why do you both instantly think something happened?" Scoffing, he shook his head. "Because you only have that look on your face when something happens." Slouching a bit more, I leaned my head against the back of the chair. "I found my mate." Both my father's eyebrows shot up. "You don't sound as excited as you should be about that." Shrugging, I set back up a little. "She is with someone, and she hasn't shifted yet. Also, I am not entirely sure she knows what she is." Sitting back in his seat, my father let his head fall to one side. "Why do you think that?" Again I shrugged my shoulders. "Dad, in the time that we have been here, have you found and smelled any other wolves? I haven't until today. And that was when I saw her. But even though I can smell her as one of us, her scent is not the same as others I have smelled. And I know that is because she is my mate. But it is also like something is covering her scent. That and there was no other wolf scent around her house." 

My dad fell silent for a long while. I didn't push for him to say anything. I could tell he was thinking about what I said. Although I didn't really need him to tell me what he was thinking on why her scent would smell like it was being covered up. I already had my own theories on that. I, however, was not expecting him to say what he did finally end up saying. "Sounds like you need to win her over and get her away from this guy she is with. Treat her like any other human that is mated to a wolf. Start out slowly, introducing her to our way of life." Standing from his chair, he motioned for me to get up as well. "And if that doesn't work, show her your wolf and let him take care of things." With that, he left his office and headed into the kitchen to help my mom. I was left standing in my father's office, slightly shocked. As my wolf was all for letting me let him take control of the situation, I didn't think it was a good idea. No, we were going to have to figure out a way to ease our way into her life. Gain her trust and get her away from Dick Mcdickerson. There has to be a way for us to do this the right way.