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Life had been amazing living with my grandma. I spent my eighteenth birthday in her cottage, picking herbs and making pastries with the apples she had picked. My grandma lived a simple life, but I had quickly grown to love it.
She introduced me to her neighbor. Chris. Chris happened to be a werewolf like Grandma and I. In
Chris’s prime he was one of the best warriors in history, and even a Beta at one point. No one knew what happened to him after he disappeared, no one but my grandma. Chris agreed to train me, looking at my short stature, and deciding I needed to know how to protect myself.
Chris taught me to use what I had in my favor. Being 5’2′ and 105lbs didn’t give me much to work with.
After training with Chris for almost a year, I could easily handle myself. I’m small and fast, which means men twice my size had to work even harder to land any blows.
“Daisy, dear. Your brother’s on the line waiting for you!” Grandma informed me, placing a sandwich in my hand as I walked into the house.
“Hello?” I said through a mouthful of sandwich. Why would Sean be calling me?
“Daisy? I have some news.” Sean’s voice responded from the other end, sounding a lot deeper than usual.
“What’s up?” I frowned, sitting on the arm of the couch as I munched on my sandwich.
There was a long pause on the other end of the line.
“Mom’s d**d, Daisy.” Sean replied in a gruff voice.
I felt my face scrunch up in confusion. How could mom be d**d? Everything seemed normal when Dad called me every week.
“W-What? How?” I demanded.
“Just- Just come home, Daisy. I don’t want to explain this over the phone.” Sean sighed, adding “Dad needs you.”
“I’ll- I’ll talk to grandma.” I sighed. The last thing in the world I wanted was to go home. The thought of running into Scott or his mate put a sour taste in my mouth.
After Chris went home for the day, I told grandma the news.
As much as grandma didn’t like my mom, she was still sad to hear what had happened.
“And he wouldn’t tell you what happened to her.” Grandma sighed.
“He said he wanted to explain in person. He said dad needs me.” I frowned at her, and she knew what I needed to do.
“Then I suppose we better get packing.” Grandma frowned, worrying about her widowed son.
“We? You’re coming too?” I nearly gasped.
A stern frown crossed her face, but I could see her eyes twinkling. “Of course, no granddaughter of mine is going back to her slimy ex without some backup.”
“I don’t know what I’d do without you.” I sighed, pulling her in for a hug.
“Just don’t expect me to get into any fist fights, I’m too old for that stuff. No one wants to see a sixty-
year-old werewolf fight.” Grandma cackled.
I rolled my eyes at her, but I couldn’t help the giggle that slipped from my lips.
“You’ll never be old to me.” I smirked, following her into the bedroom to pack our clothes away.
Grandma stopped by Chris’s house the next morning, letting him know where we had gone. She promised him a year’s supply of apple pies if he took care of her herb garden.
We hopped into my grandma’s car, and the anticipation bubbled in my stomach. Everything about me had changed in such a short amount of time. I was no longer weak or shallow. I wouldn’t let anyone walk all over me ever again.
“Are you ready for this?” My grandma frowned, her silver eyes meeting my identical ones.
“Not at all.” I gave her a weak smile.
“Chin up. If any of those pups mess with you, bite their d**n head off.” My grandma encouraged me.
Through the nerves and resentment I held for my old pack, I laughed at my grandma and braced myself.
Turns out I wasn’t the only thing that had changed.
The drive back to my old pack was only five hours. While
I remembered Scott finding his mate like it was yesterday, the run to my grandma’s house had been hazy.
“You ran five hours?” I asked Maya, somewhat shocked.
“We needed to get the h**l out of there.” She grumbled, “And now were going right back.”
“We don’t have a choice.” I sighed, “But were both different now.”
“You’re d**n right we are.” Maya growled smugly.
We pulled up to the edge of the packs territory, escorted to the side of the road by some of the wolves who were guarding the perimeter. I was surprised that I didn’t recognize any of these wolves.
They emerged from the forest wearing nothing but low hanging sweat pants. I tried to keep my gaze to myself, but I’m still half human.
“What is your business coming here?” One of the men spoke up. His build was huge, and he had a long scar running down his bicep.
“Were here to visit family. My brother’s the Beta.” I replied, looking at each of their faces. There really wasn’t anyone here that I recognized. Had the pack grown in the time that I was gone?
“Beta Drake?” The man had a confused look on his face.
“What? No, Beta Sean.” I scowled. Since when did Scott have a Beta named Drake? I wondered if everything was okay with Sean’s position in the pack. You typically have to do something really bad to lose your position like that.
A look of understanding crossed the man’s face, and he glanced at the other men with him.
“Go on through.” He nodded once, and my grandma wasted no time in pulling away.
“Well, that sure was strange.” My grandma looked at me and frowned, I’m sure she was thinking the same thing as me.
“It definitely was.” I frowned.
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