Page 35 of Resisting Fate

I did that. I hate that, no matter what our past was, I had made our mate look that way.

It hasn’t been long since I had even decided to give us a chance.

I start to think about everything I know. All the partial shifts I had seen him take. He really never had any control over his wolf.

They were like two beings fighting for control, instead of them working together.

I had to find a way to get him back.

“Hailey, you need to rest. He’s not going anywhere while he’s in there,” Max says, and I turn around to bare my teeth at him.

He puts his hands up in the air, and I notice Penelope and Ryker behind him. They are looking at me with expressions of pity.

“Your parents want to see you,” Max says.

I shift back, ignoring my nudity, but Penelope throws me a sundress and I quickly cover myself.

“They are supposed to think I’m gone on a road trip with you. How do they know I’m here?” I snap out.

“Well, they saw me in town and asked how come you haven’t come home if we were back. I just told them you had food poisoning for the last couple days, so you haven’t left the bed at Ryker’s house,” Max says with a sheepish smile and a shrug.

I shake my head. “I can’t leave here. I can’t leave him,” I whisper brokenly.

I feel arms come around me and, by the scent, I can tell its Pen.

“How about I stay here with Ryker, and Max gets your parents to meet you at the house? That way, you are still close if he comes through, and I’ll be here as a friendly face,” she says softly.

“Alright, but I want to know the second he comes through,” I tell her sternly.

“Of course. Just let your parents see you so that you can tell them you are fine,” she says with a nod.

I let out a sigh and look back at the barrier one more time before Max takes off to tell my parents where I am.

My parents look at my worriedly when they see me and wrap their arms around me. I take the comfort their arms give, but it all still feels meaningless.

“What’s wrong, Hailey?” my mom asks, pulling away and looking me over.

“I’m fine,” I rasp.

She shakes her head, “No, you are not fine. Tell me what’s wrong,” she says in a demanding tone.

My father doesn’t take his eyes off of me. “You’ve changed. There is something different about you,” he says softly.

“I wish I could tell you, but I can’t,” I mutter, looking away from them.

My mom closes her eyes for a second. I have no idea what she’s doing but it takes a minute before she opens them, and her eyes almost look purple and are glazed over.

I take a step back. “M-mom?”

“It’s okay, sweetie,” my dad says, stepping closer to me like he’s prepared in case I run. Which I very well might.

“What’s happening?” I choke out in disbelief.

When her eyes turn back to normal, she looks at me with a soft smile.

“You’re a wolf,” she states.

My mouth drops open in shock. “What are you talking about?” I hate that my voice cracks at the question.

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