Savage Hunt

Chapter 51

Savage Hunt by Jane knight Chapter 51 Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Chapter Fifty-One: Daddy's got you

"She feels the same pull that she feels with us when she's with him. His scent is... Unique." Jason said,

resting his hands on to the top of the table. I turned to look at Travis and he lifted a dark eyebrow at

me. This was new, what could that mean for us?

"Every shifter has a certain smell. What did he smell like to you?" I asked. Something at the back of my

mind was worried about what he was about to say

"Was it something you liked?" The bear asked us before Jason could say anything. There was a look in

his eyes like he knew something that we didn't

"Yes." Jason answered, linking his fingers together. He still hadn't looked over at Travis and me. I

couldn't help but worry about what this could mean for all of us. Did Jason feel a pull to that wolf? Why

did thinking that he did make me feel... jealous?

The big doors across from us slid open and Tillie walked into the room with her mother. She had pulled

on a pair of yoga pants and they hugged her shapely legs. Her hair was smoothed back over her

shoulders. Her eyes were puffy and red like she had been crying. I glared back at her mom. I knew that

I shouldn't get angry with her. She was my mate's mom and it wouldn't do to start off our relationship

like

that

I mean, we had already started off on the wrong foot with both of her parents, but I didn't want it to stay that way. I wanted her parents to like us because none of us would be going anywhere for a long while. It would be better for Tillie if we all got along.

That was unless her mother was overstepping and had hurt her in some way.

Tillie looked at the bear before her eyes flickered down to the floor. Her cheeks flushed and she tucked her hair back behind her ear. She looked so much younger right now and it made me curious about my mate.

I wasn't sure how old she was. I had figured that she was closer to Travis's age, but seeing her looking like this right now. I wondered if maybe she was younger than him. He was only twenty- three and sometimes, I forgot that he was that young from how he acted. Well, how he acted when he wasn't bratting at me or trying to push Jason into punishing him.

"Baby, I need to sit the tray down. Tillie's mom said and she jumped, hurrying out of the way so that her mom could move forward with the tray of drinks and set it on to the table in front of her mate.

Okay, so maybe her mom hadn't said anything to hurt her. Not if she was calling her baby. Maybe Tillie was upset over the fact of what her parents had walked into, and that was the reason that she had been crying. When she didn't move away from the door, I stood up. Pushing my chair back and making my way over to her. I stopped in front of her, reaching down and taking her small hand into mine.

Jason and the others continued to talk, but all of my focus was on Tillie. She looked up at me and I gave her a soft smile, trying to stomp down on what I was feeling to put her first. My mate needed me and I needed to take care of her.

"Baby girl, are you okay?" I asked, stroking my thumb over the back of her hand.

"Y. yeah." She said, her voice cracking and I brought my other hand up to the side of her face. Caressing her cheek with my fingertips. "No, no I'm not Ryan."

"Tillie, come here." I said, pulling her into my arms and holding her close. She buried her face against my chest and I ran my hands up and down her back in soothing circles. "I've got you, baby."

"Daddy." She whispered and I heard her stepfather stop talking. I knew that he was looking over at the two of us even though the words had been spoken so softly and muffled against my chest.

"Shh, it's going to be okay. I promise, Tillie. It's going to be okay." I pressed a kiss to the top of her hard

and she wrapped her arms around me. Taking the strength that she needed, when I was sure that she

wasn't going to break down, I leaned back to look at her.

"Thank you." She said, scrubbing her hands over her face as she sucked in a deep breath. She looked

over at her parents before looking at Jason and Travis. Her teeth sank into her lower lip and I could see

the worry in her eyes. She was nervous about how this was going and seeing her worried made me

want to take her away from here and all talks about Branson's pack and the hunt.

"Why don't you come sit down beside me? I'm not excited about you taking another mate, but if that's

what you need, then I get it, and I'll learn to get past it."

"Ryan-" She said my name, but I shook my head, taking her hand and giving it a soft squeeze.

"Just know that you are mine and i'm yours, baby girl."

Tillie pushed closer to me, pressing her lips to mine in a quick kiss before the two of us headed to the

table. When we approached the table,

I stepped past my mate. Pulling the chair out for her so that she could sit between Jason and I. Travis

looked over at me, his eyes moving to the chair beside him and I shook my head. It wasn't that I didn't

want to sit beside my other mate, I just knew that he was very hands on. That wasn't what Tillie needed

right now. What she needed was something that wouldn't be so... Intense the way that Travis could be.

Later, I would make it up to him. Right now, she needed me and I was going to be there for her.