Welcome back.
I hope you are enjoying the story. This story won't be very long, but I'm not sure how many more chapters will be written. Just stick with me and we'll make it to the end.
AN: All characters are over 18.
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Olivia Jackson was in a quandary. She was pregnant. She did not want a kid. Deacon was excited, happy, making plans for them, and she just wanted to be free. She suspected that her mom and dad knew something was wrong.
How could this be? It had only been a week. How could she get pregnant so fast?
Olivia sighed. She had to do something. Deacon Pritchard was a fun loving guy, but now he was to serious, too intense. Since they learned of the pregnancy, he acted as if they would mate automatically. Olivia liked Deacon. They spent so much time together that she knew him inside out. But she was not ready for a mate. And she was sure Deacon Pritchard was not her mate. She found him attractive, but what woman wouldn't. She loved the attention he showered on her, and when they were alone, she'd just hold him close. But now, entering the dining hall where her family was waiting was not something she was ready to deal with.
"Deacon, I need you to back off." She whispered. "My dad won't like seeing you touch me."
Deacon smiled. "Your father will be alright. Because this makes you uncomfortable, I'll tone it down." He replied. Olivia sighed.
They entered the dining hall. Olivia tried to act as if nothing had changed, but Deacon kept touching her. He was subtle, but knowing her dad, he noticed. The last thing she wanted was to deal with her parents, especially her Dad.
"Olivia, sweetheart, we're over here." Lavinia called. Olivia looked up and smiled. She could not ignore her Mom. She and Deacon walked over to her parents.
"Deacon, please join us. We must talk." Jebutu added. He spoke calmly, but Olivia could tell this situation was tense. After watching Deacon touch his daughter, Jebutu felt rage. He wanted to snatch him up and pummel him, but he kept his temper in check.
Deacon smiled and they joined her parents.
"Mr. and Mrs. Jackson, thanks for inviting me over." Deacon stated sitting beside Olivia.
"Well, it seems you taken plenty of liberties, so we may as well invite you over." Jebutu hissed.
Lavinia smiled. "Deacon, how have you been? I know you came here for your brother. Are you ready to go back to Louisiana?"
Deacon smiled. Mrs. Jackson was really sweet, but he did not miss the subtle message. "Yes, Ma'am I do miss home. I was hoping to invite Olivia to join me for a visit."
Jebutu frowned, "She's not twenty-one and I won't allow it." He spoke.
"Daddy, please." Olivia whispered.
The twins looked up at their father's harsh tone. They shared a look. They looked at their sister and she looked worried. Mom looked scared. Something was going on here.
Deacon do you need me?
Declan sent. He was not leaving his brother alone in this situation.
I'm fine, go.
Deacon replied once more. Declan and Evangeline left.
Send if you need me.
Declan sent one last time.
Olivia did not eat. "Babe, you need to eat something." Deacon whispered.
Lavinia spoke. "You know what, I want a salad. Olivia, come with me. You can make a salad too." She suggested. The women left. Jebutu sat glaring at Deacon. This male planted his seed inside of his daughter. What made him think this was acceptable.
"Daddy, can we go sit with Akeemo and Uncle Ryelle? We'll behave." One of the twins stated, both wanting to get away from the tension at the table. Jebutu looked at his sons, temporarily breaking his stare at Deacon.
"Go, don't get into trouble." Jebutu ordered. The twins left, leaving the two males alone.
"She is too young, barely nineteen. I should beat your ass for even thinking about her, let alone touching her." Jebutu hissed.
Deacon bowed his head in submission. He had to be careful how he replied because the wrong thing and he'd have a pissed off father beating his behind.
"Sir, I understand that you are upset, but I want you to know that I care about Olivia." Deacon whispered, hoping to calm her dad.
"You care. You've been here a little over a week. Spent less than a day screwing her, but expect me to believe you love my daughter. You were just a squirrel searching for a nut, and she gave it to you. Unfortunately, there are serious consequences from that nut you busted in my daughter. I'll let Olivia decide what to do about this kid, but you will go home and get the hell away from my daughter. When the baby arrives, you can come see it, but Olivia is off limits to you."
Deacon was upset. He did not have the right to do this. "Jebutu are you alright?" Ryelle stated calmly, his eyes never leaving his older brother. "Deacon, why don't you join us at the alpha table and after dinner, we can go for a run and talk. Jebutu, you can join us if you can keep your temper in check."
"Thank you Alpha." Deacon stood and joined the alpha table as their guest.
"Jebutu, I don't know what's going on. But you must calm down." Ryelle whispered. "We'll talk about this later." He issued an alpha command forcing his brother to gain control over his emotions.
"You don't understand." Jebutu hissed.
"I know you love your family. I know that if you keep this up, it will turn violent. I know that you losing control is the last thing Lavinia needs to witness." Ryelle reminded him. Jebutu sobered immediately. He looked at his mate, and he felt down their bond. She was terrified. After tonight, he understood, but this situation had never happened to him before. Still, Lavinia did not need to be frightened.
