Page 42 of Resisting Fate

“Father,” Deke says through a choked voice.

“It has been so long since I heard your voice. Boy, I missed it. Even when you used to piss me off. I longed for the day I could hear it again,” Nolan rasps.

“I’m sorry,” Deke says.

“None of that, son. You can’t apologise for how you handled your grief. I would have done the same thing if I lost your mother,” Nolan says.

“How soon can you be here?” Deke asks, sounding desperate.

“We are on the next flight out. We will be there before you know it,” Nolan says.

They make arrangements for his family to come. His parents, son, brothers, and sisters are all on their way to see their brother after having missed him for a couple years.

Tears well in my eyes. All I ever wanted in life was a parent to love me and miss me like Deke is loved and missed. Why couldn’t I have that growing up?

I get up and head home when I can’t deal with my emotions anymore.

I hear footsteps following me. I don’t have to look to know it’s Hailey.

I don’t say anything as she follows me. She grabs my hand as we walk towards my house, and I try my best to ignore the call of the barrier.

Hailey

I don’t even hesitate to follow Isaac home.

I can’t part with him even if I wanted to.

When we get home, he walks into the shower to clean up. I follow him into the bathroom and take off my shirt before climbing inside the shower without question.

He jumps when I touch his back and turns to look at me in shock.

“Let’s get cleaned up,” I say as I grab the soap and start to wash his back.

“You don’t have to do that,” he rasps.

“I know, but I want to,” I tell him as I keep washing him. My eyes well, but I hold back the tears as I look at all the scars on his skin. There are so many. It hurts me to think of all he had went through considering that shifters usually heal very quickly.

I feel him stiffen as I trace a deep scar with my hand. He doesn’t say anything but lets out a shaky breath. I press my lips to the scar in a light kiss. That seems to be all he needs for the tension to leave.

Words don’t need to be spoken right now. He’s trusting me to see this vulnerable side of him.

We don’t say anything as I clean him, and he turns around so I can clean his front.

His cock is hard, so I take extra care in washing it. When my hand touches him, he closes his eyes as he shudders.

“Let’s make sure this is all clean,” I purr as I get down onto my knees.

I don’t know where this confidence comes from, but I don’t mind. I have been itching to taste him for a while now.

He looks down at me in awe as I take the tip of him in my mouth and swirl my tongue around the head before I suck.

“Hailey,” he says in a low husky tone.

I hum around his cock as I take more of him into my mouth.

I love the taste and the feeling of him.

It doesn’t take long before he’s thrusting into my mouth.

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