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'well I guess I'm the one who needs wear a befitting dress because the dinner date is all about me' I walked out of my house and stopped as my father stood near his car dressed up in a suit impatiently waiting for us. I nervously walked over to my dad's car and sat in the back seat. My dad's car was a four seater car, my dad sits on the driver's seat, while my stepmom sits on the passenger's seat and Oliver and I take the back seat. "Are you okay baby?" My dad asked me while driving. 'No dad, I'm really nervous and scared right now. Let's go back home please'

I said. "Take it slow then." He told me. I saw Stepheno coming out from the garden with a laptop in his hand. "Mr. and Miss Walton, I think it's time." Stepheno said, looking at my Dad. I knew he won't look at me. "Come on." Dad said to me and made me sit inside the car. I saw Dad's driver with Philip sitting in the driver seat. I guess now Dad's Driver is going to be my driver from now on Becky bet dad trust me with anyone now.

“I gave her a shot to help with healing and pain. It should help until we can get back to our packhouse.” I nodded towards the front seat. “Mom, I am going to sit with her in the back seat. Get up front with dad and let’s get going.” A quick glance was exchanged between my mom and dad before we all piled back into the cars and headed back to the Red River Pack.

Is usually after few days they will travel back. I was told that my step Dad is mostly on a loghead with Viva. They argues alot over minor things. Viva will always want to be heard but my step dad hardly give her way. I smiled and refused to dwell on anything negative. My Mom has moved past everything that hurts her in the past. She was living her best life and does not allow things to bother her again. I concentrated on my new family as Joba said I should wait because he was still making sure every of my traveling documents and that of his son was getting ready.

I can't believe he heard us doing that. My step dad, Is there anything worse? Nope. I can't think of anything. Actually, it would be worse if it was mum. I'm pretty sure she'd knock down the door and rip Adrian's head off if he knew what we were doing in there. I felt him leading me outside and to a black car. Inside, there was Ollie, mum and Steve. Dad was in the driver seat, mum was in the passenger seat and me, Steve, Ollie and Adrian were in the back.

“Meet Steve, your stepdad.” “Stepdad,” I echoed the word sounding sour on my tongue. Impossible. “I know, I know. I didn’t tell you anything about it, but we wanted to keep it quiet,” she said with a smile. “You can help yourself, Carmen. This is your home as much as it’s mine. I’ll go make sure everything is set for you.” Steve kissed Mom on the cheek and walked away. “Stepdad?” I frowned at my mom. “It has to be a joke, a really expensive one. Literally. I can’t believe—”

“What about daddy, mommy? Can we meet him after your wedding?” I cupped his face and assured him, “You can meet whenever you like, Ashton. In fact, daddy is currently living with us at our new home.” Accepting Carver as a stepdad was a big thing for my pups, so I didn’t force my pups and properly heard their opinion. They were ready to give Carver a chance, I sincerely prayed to Heaven for a better future together. “I have trusted someone after a long time. Please bless me and my family.” ... Although I wasn’t sure of the seriousness of the situation at home, I promised to be back in time and packed our bags. My little angels were super excited to leave, they were awestruck to see the magica

“I can’t look after you.” “Rex is with me,” he pointed to his private nurse who was standing quietly behind the sofa. “And I can handle myself. I wanna go with you.” “What are you talking about,” my father interjected. “Dad,” Nexus called and slightly bowed his head. But Dad glared at him in return. “I’m taking Steph with me.” “Stephanie doesn’t need to be picked up like a child.” I grabbed Dad’s wheelchair before he burst out in front of Nexus. “Dad, Mommy is calling you.”

Just as Stephanie was about to bend down and get into the car, she caught a glimpse of the person sitting inside the car, which stunned her. "Dad…" A middle-aged man could be seen sitting in the back seat. He was flipping through some documents with his head dipped low at the moment. Even though he didn't say anything, he still looked intimidating. Stephanie had the guts to argue with him when she was on the phone or in a video call with him. But now, she was reduced to a cowardly daughter, who did nothing but get into the car obediently. Said daughter even shot a sneaky glance at Owen, her scary father.

He immediately opened the rear door of the black Mercedes-Benz SUV. I climbed inside, taking care not to catch the slit of my dress on the door. Dad joined me a moment later, settling into the seat beside me. Through the tinted window, I watched my stepmother approach the second vehicle, her expression still stormy. She climbed into the ordinary black Mercedes-Benz sedan without acknowledging either of us. The security personnel exchanged brief glances. I noticed. They were probably wondering why my stepmother wasn't riding with Dad, or why the family seemed to be travelling separately.