Savage Hunt

Chapter 46

Chapter Forty-Six: That’s my cub. That’s our mate

“What are you doing to my daughter?” Scott roared from the front door.

He fucking roared.

I had never heard Scott so much as yell but there was no other way to put the sound that left his mouth as anything other than a roar. It was primal and filled with rage. Ryan shielded me with his body, blocking me from my stepdad’s view as he tugged my wrists free from the tank top. He spun me around so that I was facing him. His clear blue eyes were wide with worry and something that I hadn’t seen yet. Ryan was afraid.

“Tillie, oh my goddess.” Mom gasped and I cringed. Fuck, what were my parents doing here? They should have been at home, not here at the lake house, seeing me after I had been fucked by three different men.

Travis tossed Ryan his shirt and he pulled it over my head, smoothing it into place before tucking himself into his jeans as he looked down at me.

“Baby girl, it’ll be okay.”

“Get away from my daughter.” Scott growled. The words came out in a snarl and I looked up at Ryan. My face was flaming and my eyes burning. I wished that the earth would open up and swallow me whole so that I was anywhere but here right now. My parents had walked in when Ryan was still balls deep inside of me and I had just sucked off Jason. This wasn’t how I wanted them to find out about my mates.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that, sir.” Ryan called out over his shoulder and I peeked around him looking at my parents.

Scott stood in front of my mom, his normal deep brown eyes had turned brighter and more wild looking. His teeth were sharp points that were like fangs, but so much bigger and deadlier. I brought my hand up to cover my mouth, trying to hold back the scream that was forcing

its way out of my body.

“Matilda, get away from them,” Scott growled out and I pressed myself against Ryan. It was like some kind of nightmare. He came closer to the three of us and Ryan wrapped his arms around my waist. Moving me so that I was shielded by him. “You don’t know what they are.”

“What are you?” I asked, my heart raced as he took a step closer. I had never been afraid of Scott, but I was now.

“Tillie.” He said, his face falling, but I could still see the anger in the way that he held himself.

Jason moved to stand in front of Ryan and I and Travis flanked him. He let out a growl and I felt that alpha thing he had done before move over me. I whimpered, tucking my face against Ryan’s chest and he tightened his arms. Pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “I’ve got you, baby girl.”

I realized that my entire life had been a lie. It had to have been. There was no way that Scott was human. Not with him standing in front of my mates, looking like he wanted to tear them apart. His brown eyes glowing with rage and fangs that looked like they could shred skin like it was paper.

“You are the bear?” Jason asked and I felt my heart drop. He had to be wrong.

Scott was my stepdad.

Scott was funny and liked building cars, even though he sucked at it. He had stepped into to fill that role as my dad when he had started dating my mom, even though I was a teenager and hadn’t made things easy on him. He had won me over with the way that he loved my mom. With the way that he hadn’t tried

to change anything about her and instead had embraced her love of weird rocks and pretty crystals. He had made a home with us and become our family.

He was my dad.

Jason was wrong.

Scott couldn’t be a bear.

“Yes,” Scott said and I felt like the breath had been knocked out of me. “That’s my cub.”

“She’s our mate.” Travis spoke up and mom let out a cry.

“But she’s not a shifter.” Mom said, finally seeming to lose her shock.

“Neither are you, yet you are mated to a bear.” Jason said and I bit my lower lip, trying not to shake. My parents had lied to me the entire time they had been together. Hell, maybe my entire life. know how long mom had known about shifters.

“That’s, that’s not the same. Tillie-Mom stammered and I knew that her hands would be fluttering in front of her as she tried to think of the

right thing to say

“Yes, it is,” Jason said. “Travis, would you mind grabbing the blanket off the back of the couch and covering our mate? I think that we all need to have a discussion that’s better with Tillie involved.”

“Oh shit, yeah.” Travis said, stepping away from Jason and hurrying over to the couch. He grabbed the fluffy purple knit throw and wrapped it around Ryan and me. His hands squeezed my shoulders. “It’s okay, sweets.”

How could he and Ryan be saying that? Didn’t they know that it felt like my world was falling apart?

I pulled away from Ryan, wrapping the throw blanket tight around my body before looking over at Mom and Scott. He stood in front of Jason and mom was behind him. His arm was up like he was trying to block her from moving forward. His eyes still burned but his teeth had gone back to normal. His hands were tipped with those scary-looking dark claws though.

“Mommy?” I whimpered and she pushed his arm out of her way, rushing over to me and pulling me away from Ryan and Travis.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. I’m here.” She said, wrapping her arms around me.

“Mrs. Mason, why don’t you take Tillie to her room so she can get dressed?” Jason asked, not looking away from Scott. “We have some things we need to discuss about tonight.”

“You and your friends need to get off my property.”

“Scott,” I said, feeling my eyes burn. “Don’t.”

He turned to look at me, his eyes losing some of their anger as he took in my expression. “Kiddo?”

“Just don’t. I don’t want to hear it, but if they go… So do I.” I said, warning him before I let mom pull me out of the living room towards the stairs.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .