Tara Westover Family Home Novels & Stories

Ruby waves back. “Hi Tara! What brings you to the hospital of all places?” Ruby asks, completely ignoring everyone else but the child in the bed. Caspian fusses in Damien’s arms and he excuses himself to take care of that and Neptune says something about helping him. I internally laugh. So much for staying with Tara. “Uhm.. The wolves killed my family.” Tara says quietly and I snap my attention back to her, sitting down beside the bed. Ruby takes a place on the side of the bed after asking permission which she gets.

Sarah chirped, obliviously the only person happy among us for classes being cancelled. "Where's Naomi? Didn't see her in the class today," I said. Arnold looked slightly abashed and I immediately understood why. Naomi, being an omega went through frequent Heats, more so than an Alpha and a Beta wolf. At least she had a wolf, I thought glumly. "I get it," I added. He shot a small smile before leaving. ~~~~~ We took the stairs to the East Wing. Our family lived here while uncle Tristan and aunt Ava lived back in the house with my grandparents. I hated living here personally. This place felt impersonal and there was a lack of privacy.

Emma. The safe house Ben provided was more of a compound than a house – a sprawling ranch-style property tucked away in dense forest, complete with underground bunkers and state-of-the-art security systems. We'd been here for three days, and I still hadn't explored all of it. "More coffee?" Tara asked, finding me in the kitchen at dawn. She looked exhausted but determined, her laptop never far from reach. "I made a fresh pot." "Please." I watched as she poured, noting how her hands trembled slightly. "Have you slept at all?"

"Yes! Let's go, I'll take you to Tara's house. Your mother-in-law and friends went out to play, to see ice sculptures in the city center, and won't be back for a week." Mrs. Goodman knew that Brad was coming, so she left on purpose. Knowing that there was a misunderstanding between her daughter and Brad, she also wanted her daughter to live with the person she loved. Brad followed Howard to Tara's residence. The room was very large, the European-style house was very tall, and the murals were lifelike. The fireplace inside was burning, and the room was very warm. Howard said: "You probably wouldn't have thought that this is all Amanda's property. I've been living here since I came. We live ac

Father did what he told me he would do, he kept his word. We went to the house and he finally saw the living condition I lived in down in the basement. He had gone ahead and grabbed all my books for me, he's known how much I love to read. Tara was livid and Marissa tried to grab me but dad wouldn't let it happen. He even had Tyler the other beta meet us at the house so nothing would happen. He told them to stay away from me, and to not even talk to me. They were still invited to the gala however, since Tara's father would be attending it also.

“Mya, there’s more we need to talk about. You shouldn’t be alone in that apartment anymore. You should come live with us at the Cross family estate. You are a Cross, after all.” The words landed like a thunderclap. The Cross family estate. Her. Living there. The very idea seemed absurd, like a fairy tale spun out of someone else’s imagination. Yet as strange as it sounded, she loved the way it seemed to fit. You are a Cross. The name didn’t feel foreign on her skin. It felt like a garment she had shed long ago, only to discover it waiting for her still, perfectly tailored. Her lips parted. “I… I don’t know. I have an apartment. I can’t just—”

Her voice had a trace of bitterness buried under the cool delivery. Something in my chest twisted so tightly I thought I might choke on it. Two hundred and five people, and she still looked like she’d been eating alone her whole life. The West family, or as they’re mostly called, Old West, has one of the largest family networks I’d ever heard of. Old money, old power, old grudges — a web stretching so far across the globe you could sneeze in the North and someone in the South would know about it before you found a tissue for your nose.

Besides this, he would not listen to anyone. In Tara’s heart, her father was the breadwinner of the family, and now, there was no more source of income. She could not understand. Her family had been doing business for so many years, so how did they go bankrupt suddenly? She had to go back now and find out what was going on. If she did not go back now, she was worried that she would not be able to see her parents. After quickly packing, Tara rushed straight home. Her home was in Goat City, which was not far from River City. She would reach in about half an hour if she took the train. Even if she drove, it would only take two to three hours.

It was such a change from anything she knew. Tara was a city wolf and always had been. When the vehicle finally stopped outside of the packhouse. Their new second packhouse. Tara stepped from the vehicle and breathed in deeply. The smells of pine, grass, and nature hung heavily in the air in a good way. The buildings were in good condition and smoke came from the packhouse chimney.