Yup, this is it, the first part of the final chapter. It's a long one so I decided to split it up in two parts for easy reading. I have submitted them at the same time so fingers crossed they'll go live at the same time. Many thanks go towards Jazcullen and The Guild, if it wasn't for them you may had to wait a bit longer for the big finale. Last but certainly not least, a big thank you goes to Asylumseeker for all the time he's put in for being an awesome editor.
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Saint Ives Whelan Chronicles: Dominic Saint Ives - Whelan
Chapter Eight : Settling in.
Alright, just one thing, if one of them tries to challenge you, don't respond, they know better than to challenge a newly turned wolf, they know you can't fully shift until the next full moon and then they have to wait another two weeks, so you get accustomed to shifting and your wolf. If one dares to do so, I'll handle it, ok?
That's a deal, let's get this show on the road,
she replied.
Fran squeezed his hand reassuringly, letting him know she'd be fine. She got out of the car and waited until Nick was with her again. She noticed quite a few people around the main house, a lot more than she had seen on her two previous visits here.
On the porch there was a small group talking amongst themselves, each one of them trying to look her over when they thought she wasn't looking. She gave each one a polite smile, but something inside her told her not to look away, to wait until the other person did just that. Fran smiled inwardly, it was probably her wolf that knew her mate was an Alpha and that she had to act like an Alpha's mate and show no submissive behavior.
You know I gave Arabella the day off and that we would be back tomorrow at work, but what about we take the rest of the week off. Then I can introduce you to the pack and they can get to know you? I'm sure your boss would understand if you start a week later,
Nick mentally told her.
It will calm most of them and if we throw them a little party it's a nice opportunity to all get acquainted in a relaxed setting?
That would be a nice thing to do,
Fran replied agreeably.
Squeezing her hand this time, Nick turned around so he was facing most of the people around them. With a crystal clear voice he announced for all to hear: "You are right in assuming this lovely lady at my side is my mate. Her name is Francesca Ontario, and yes she's newly turned as well, your senses aren't fooling you. Now I know all of you will want to introduce yourselves and you'll get that opportunity tomorrow. We will be hosting a little party in the afternoon and the whole pack is welcome to join us. I can trust you all to let your family know and we'll be expecting you all around one o'clock."
A murmur was heard from the several little groups that had found their way towards the mansion. Most of them looked their way, respectfully nodded and then turned around, going back to whatever it was they were doing before they came here.
Only a few females remained and it was getting clear they were some of the singles that remained in the pack. Fran could feel the curiosity emanating from most of them, there was only just one that didn't seem curious, but she was raging with anger. As if the woman felt Fran's gaze on her, she turned around and looked at her, rage visible in her eyes.
Nick felt the shiver going through Fran and he searched for what it was that had his mate on edge so suddenly. His eyes falling upon the tall blond woman, a low rumbling started in his chest. That woman was trouble with a capital t and things weren't looking that good when the woman started to saunter in their direction. Hips swaying seductively from side to side, her hair loosely over her shoulders, her clothes barely covered any of her curves.
She's trouble, Fran. I hoped she wouldn't be here, last I heard she was out of the country, she must have gotten back today. Whatever she says, don't let her lure you into a verbal fight unless you are a hundred percent sure you can corner her. If not, then stay silent and just keep looking at her. Whether she likes it or not, she has to show you respect,
he told her while he put his arm around her and pulled her closer to him.
I'll be the smart one today and let you do the talking, I'm afraid I'll say things I may regret later on and that is not how I want to start here. If she wants to cause trouble that is her choice, not mine. And if she thinks I'm weak by letting you do the talking she'll have another think coming later on,
Fran replied firmly, her eyes never leaving the approaching blond woman.
Stopping in front of them, the blond woman eyed her up, raised a brow and looked defiantly at her. It was clear she wanted to start a fight and wouldn't stop until she got what she wanted. Little did she know she was in for the verbal slapping of a lifetime.
"So this is the little nobody that has wiggled her way into our pack, I thought better of you, Nick," she spoke softly, deliberately refusing to address him appropriately by his title. The blond noticed the twitch on Fran's face, hoping she would take the bait, she lashed out again.
"I really thought you would at least take a full wolf as mate, someone like me. You know how good we had it in the past, remember?" she teased, reaching out to stroke Nick's chest.
What the hell is this tramp talking about, Nick?
she asked him, her eyes never leaving the woman in front of her.
And who the hell does she think she is, talking crap like that?
Sadly, she's the biggest mistake I ever made in my life. You know when they say 'If I could turn back time'? This is such a time. Just after I came back from my search for my mate, I was lost. One night I had it so bad I got drunk, I mean really piss drunk, I didn't know what I was doing. She took advantage of that and wiggled her way into my bed. I don't know much of what happened between us, I was that drunk. Since that day she assumed that one day I would take her as my mate, but from then on I avoided her like the plague,
he explained.
Forget about me being the smart one and shutting up today. If she wants a reply, she can have one and I hope she better shut up once I'm done, because if she doesn't, I swear to God, I'll rip her throat out the first chance I get,
