Three Fated Hearts by LNC novel Chapter 33

~Tia~

I’m not sure how long I lay on the couch, but I eventually get up, not wanting Alpha Paul to catch me in his office. It isn’t that he would be angry about it; I just don’t want to have to explain why I took refuge here. It completely goes against what he and I discussed just the other day. I AM letting people get to me, but I don’t see how I can avoid that.

I stand still in the hallway for a while, unsure of where to go or what to do. I take a deep breath and let my body guide me. After a bit of a walk, I realize that I send myself to the pack clinic. I head up to the front desk and ask for Dr. Nikki Franks. I’m led to an office down the hall, and I sit and wait.

Twenty minutes pass before the door opens, and I’m pinned to my chair in a hug. “Awww, baby girl, I have missed you so much!”

“I’ve missed you too, mom.” My mother, the wonderful Dr. Nikki Franks. She is a strong and proud woman but also very soft and meek. My mom has always been my number one fan, my supporter. She pulls back from me and looks me over. I don’t blame her, it’s been about a year or two since we’ve seen each other, and that’s not counting the day I came back for the Alpha ceremony.

My mom is as gorgeous as ever with her light complexion, chocolate brown eyes, and her salt and pepper hair. She keeps her hair cut short in a pixie, and it always makes her stand out. I can’t wait to get my mom’s age because I know I will still be a looker. “How have you been, babygirl?” I sigh and lean my dead back in the chair. I don’t know what to say at the moment. So much has gone on, and I’ve felt a wide array of emotions.

“I…I don’t know mom. I think this is all too much.” Mom leans against the edge of the desk and gets comfortable.

“What’s all too much?”

“This, everything.” I gesture toward myself. My mom shakes her head and places both hands on the edge of the desk.

“Tell me everything.” I did; I told mom everything that had been going on, sparing no details. She listens quietly, nodding here and there. When I’m done, mom says nothing but walks to the other side of the desk and sits in the chair. She places her hands on the desk and looks at me for a bit without speaking.

“So you are just going to run away again?” Um…..what?!

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean. You ran away to college and have been running since.”