Novel & Cerita Jordan Poole Parents

But I still didn’t answer her question, I didn’t trust her and did not stop staring at her with wariness after I chuckled. “I am not the only one who left him immediately I found out he was dying. His father also stopped being a father the moment he found out so stop looking at me that way,” she entered harshly. “You mean Liam…” “Yes, Liam. I had a harsh upbringing, but Jordan had the best. The son of the scary head of state but he was loved by his mother and father and they showed it everywhere they went. It was never for show and he would talk about his father all the time.” She smiled sadly.

It was like laying on a cloud, no wonder he always looked well-rested. “Dad will be back this afternoon, he’s gone to meet with neighbouring pack Alpha’s about your parents,” Jordan yells out from the bathroom. I sit up suddenly, forgetting my parents were missing for a split second. Oh God. I jump out of bed and rush out of the bedroom down the hall to Reigns room. I grab my clothes, heading to the bathroom I strip off and jump in the shower. Turning the taps on I hear a soft knock at the door. It was Jordan.

There were whispers that she was a traitor, but since everyone trusted the oracle, no one felt brave enough to talk like that about their future Luna aloud. "What does Jordan say? How is he?" Mom asked, and I so badly wanted to roll my eyes at her question. If only she knew what he was really like. Or maybe she did, and she just didn’t care. Everyone knew he had violent outbursts, that he hooked up with different women, and that he was a spoiled fucking brat. Jordan had gone to my parents house and acted like the perfect son-in-law, telling them how much he loved Isadora and wanted her back. He suspected someone had helped Izzy, but he didn’t know who yet, and I fucking hoped he would never

He was determined to win her over but not by force. "Tell me everything. What does she do in her free time? What's her favorite food, who she fucks, everything," Ansel said as soon as Jordan picked up. "She comes from a lower-middle-class family. Her father was an alcoholic until he got liver disease, and now he is homebound. Her mother died a few years back," Jordan gave Ansel the rundown. "Hmm...what else?" "She has a six year old daughter," Jordan said. A daughter? He couldn't picture her as a mother as she looked so young, so that was a surprise.

’ ‘I’ll be fine mom! ‘Omg Jordan. You’re sooo tall!’ ‘...’ ‘Jordan?’ ‘... I’ll go home first.’ ‘Huh?... O-Okay.’ ‘Maddie’ ‘Mom… Does Jordan not want me anymore?’ ‘No. No, sweetie. Maybe he’s just tired. Like Daddy after a trip, yeah?’ ‘Oh.. You’re right mom!’ ‘Yes, Yes. Now let’s go home. I’ll bake you a cake!’ ‘Wow!’