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“We should ---” Liam started, but I was already walking away.
The First Mate of the pack could do whatever he wanted. I was taking my sister and mate home to have breakfast. Then we’d deal with my mother and the rest of the world.
Chapter Seventeen
Scott
We arrived back to our matingmoon house with a full front porch. My parents were there, and my wolf wagged his tail. Terrick was healthy and whole now, but they were here. They could deal with everyone back in the village square pissed off about a little girl with a sword. Blithe and the twins were there too. I was about to tell Trista and Travis to hit the road when Salta squirmed down from Terrick’s arms and crashed into Trista. Her hug knocked her over and sent a highheel flying across the porch.
“Hello to you too!” Trista laughed and glanced up at me for answers.
Fuck her. I had nothing to say to her. I nodded at my parents and Blithe and made my way back inside the house. My carrier followed me, but I didn’t stop until I was inside the kitchen where it looked as if Terrick had started to make bloodshakes before everything blew up.
“They’re not staying here,” Dad said, running his hands through his red hair. “We didn’t know they’d came until we saw the other video. We knew they took off, but never would we have dreamed that they’d come here to stir up more shit.”
I sank into a chair at the table and Dad joined me.
“What other video?” I asked, regretting the question as soon as it was out of my mouth.
“She made a video saying Terrick was here and had no memories. We think that’s how Salta found him.”
“It was,” I nodded. “Not that she should be running around the continent or Other World alone.”
“I’m sorry they did that to you,” he said, bringing the topic back to what I didn’t want to talk about.
“Probably more than they are,” I shrugged. “Did you see Blithe’s kittens? Delilah and Lane?”
“Not yet, but we will. We’ll see Duke’s egg too. We just wanted to check on you guys first. How is he? I mean, besides flabbergasted about his little sister’s sudden appearance?”
I told dad the whole story leaving out only the spicy parts that neither of us wanted to discuss together.
“That was a lot easier than getting all mine back,” he chuckled and leaned back in the chair.
I opened my mouth to apologize but he shook his head. Sometimes I wondered how he went on at all after everything he went through with Grady Moore.
“One day at a time,” he shrugged, picking up my thoughts over the family link. “That’s all any of us can do. We already spoke to High Priestess Arrakia. She knows Terrick is here. Apparently, she sent him away for scaring everyone and being grouchy. Not the way I would’ve handled it, but then again, I’m not her. I don’t think she knew about the ghosts or spirits or whatever they’re called properly now.”
“It’s going to kill Terrick to send Salta back,” I frowned.
“They’ll have to work that out between them. There isn’t anything we can do about it,” Dad flashed me a sad smile. “Kiddo, I’m sorry Trista and Travis made that video,” he tried again.
“Me too. What do you want me to say about it? That they humiliated me and mocked the one thing I’m good at?” I snapped and Dad flinched.
“That’s not the only thing you’re good at and you know it. I thought you did well with the video. It’s going to be videos like that from you and other young vampires that break a lot of cultural stigma. They didn’t just make fun of you, they made fun of all of us – themselves included. That’s why they’re cut off until they figure life out. They won’t starve. They have their social media money and can move home and eat what’s in the fridge, but we’re not funding hatefulness.”
“It won’t stop them. I know everyone is all ‘Yay, Trista’ because she made that new video, but I’m not. I feel like they ripped me open and showed everyone everything I’ve ever doubted about myself.”
“What they did says more about them than it does about you,” Dad sighed. “I don’t know what happened with those two. I don’t know how they went from cute little balls of joy to making videos like that.”
“It’s not your fault,” I sighed back at him. “Seriously, the rest of us are fine. I’m trying to be anyway. Blithe has twin kittens and a mate. The littles are happy. They just --- I don’t know. If I knew, maybe I could hit them with it make them see reality.”
“Just don’t hit them with that,” Dad chuckled, nodding at the sword on the table. “Do that much for me, okay?”
“I’m not them,” I shrugged.
“I know. You’re like us. Always studying and experimenting,” he said, digging into his pocket. “That reminds me. Dakota said you might want this back.”
He laid my phone on the table. I frowned down at it. It was mostly missed calls from the twins after everyone found out about the video.
