Chapter 14. The letter.

Emma Spencer.

“Dad, why is my wolf asleep?”

It’s a question I can’t help but ask. I watch as my father sighs as he says, “I knew this conversation would come at some point.”

That phrase makes me very nervous. Parker, sensing how I feel, sits next to me, holding my hand. He draws circles with his thumb, sending those delicious sparks throughout my body. I close my eyes, focusing on the sensation.

Somehow, I hear him in my head saying, “I know you said you didn’t want physical contact, but you need us, just like we need you. Let me help you babe, because I know these calms you down.”

I close my eyes and nod in silence. He tells me, “Just focus on the sparks. Let them wash over you and breathe slowly.”

I do what he tells me and after a few minutes; I feel my pulse slow down. My father says to me, “Are you okay, honey?”

“Oh? Yes, now I am.” I look at Parker and whisper with a smile, “Thank you.”

I clear my throat as I say, “Dad, just tell me. I need to know the truth.”

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