Page 16 of Rejection and Redeemed
“He is,” Fran confirmed.
Jacob jumped up and stomped over to the door. “Get out.”
Fran stood up. “Look ...”
Jacob interrupted him. “I said get out,” he bit out angrily.
Fran sighed and picked up his phone and the rest of his clothes and without another word left the lodge. He heard the door slam behind him.
Fran pulled his top on and then his shoes before walking towards the hotel restaurant. He still needed coffee and now food.
Fran satat the dining table drinking his coffee. He couldn’t bring himself to eat anything, so he was overdosing on coffee, trying to figure out how he could finally get through to Jacob.
He snorted, Jacob hadn’t even asked his name, if that didn’t tell Fran all he needed to know, nothing would. But now he had to decide if he should stick around or go back home and forget all about Jacob.
He shook his head. He didn’t really have a choice, he needed to stay near Jacob. Underneath all his anger, Fran sensed a frightened, confused young man. All he needed was a steady guiding hand to help him. Which, for the moment, didn’t look like it would be him.
Downing his drink, Fran left money on the table and headed to reception to see about booking a lodge for the next week or so.
Jacob pickedhis coffee up and went into the lounge area where he then sat down, trying to get his anger under control. How typical was that? His mate was related to the Alpha that ruined his life. He should have figured his mate was a relative of the Pullmans and not just a regular enforcer.
This was his punishment for breaking his mating with Fintan, it had to be. Why else would the fates give him a member of the Pullman pack and family as a mate? Well, the joke was on them. He'd mate ... Jacob paused in his thinking.I don’t even know his name.He shrugged, he could learn it in time if he wanted to. Well, he’d have to when he mated the guy.
He couldn’t wait to see the look on Alpha Pullman’s face when he saw his nephew had mated Jacob. As an outcast, the Alpha could kill him, but in doing so, he would be killing his nephew as well.
Jacob smiled and sipped his coffee. Yes, that would work out nicely. Then he could go back to the Bishop pack and retake it, knowing that Alpha Pullman would have his back. He seemed like a family man, so he was bound to, right? And his mate had watched over him last night, which means that no matter how Jacob treated him, he was sticking around, so he would most probably run into him again.
His thoughts took him to Joe, his best friend. He hoped Joe was alright and keeping out of Cresswell and Nidel’s way.
With that thought in mind, he went back to drinking his coffee, knowing he now had a plan.
CHAPTER 8
Fran had managed to secure the lodge next to Jacob’s. He pulled his car around to sit outside his lodge and walked inside, sinking onto the sofa. He cursed the fact that he didn’t have any clothes to change into. In his mad dash last night he hadn’t even thought about packing clothes or any of his essentials. He could always call Robbie and ask him to bring some things for him, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to talk to anyone from his family at the moment. He knew he would have to at some point, but ... he sighed and stopped that line of thinking. He had never been shy in talking to his family, and to be honest, he needed them now more than ever.
He was just about to pick up his phone and finally check his messages when there was a knock at the door. His heart jumped for the moment, thinking that Jacob was coming to talk to him, but then he snorted to himself. Like Jacob would want to come and talk to him.
He walked to the door and opened it, surprised to see Robbie, Finn, and his father standing there. If he had been thinking clearly he would have smelt them before he opened the door.
“Fran,” Finn said happily, pushing Robbie and Frank out of the way and pulling him into a hug.
“Hey,” Fran said, happy and shocked. Suddenly he was the focus of a group hug, with Frank and Robbie joining in.
“Hey, Cuz.”
“Franny,” Frank said, pulling back. “Your roots still need doing.”
Fran pulled out of the group hug. “If you’re here, I hope you brought hair dye with you.”
“Brought you clothes and essentials as well,” Finn informed him.
“I was going to ring later and tell you where I was,” he confessed.
“Sure you were, that’s why you’ve ignored every call and message that’s been sent to you since you ran out of the castle,” Frank told him.
“I wouldn’t exactly call it running.”
“You left a trail of fire behind you as you ran out, Fran,” Finn said.
