Chapter 105
105 – Let’s Stay Close, Sister
Yuvonne:
Seeing my sister with such a handsome man really surprised me.
I watched her from the window of my room.
I had been sitting there, keeping an eye on her, and when I saw her return with such a dashing man, I almost lost my breath.
I knew her husband was here, I’d heard about it.
But seeing him in person, from so close, stunned me.
Still, he wasn’t as good–looking as Baxter. I’d scored a better one.
But Sawyer was a good catch, someone who looked good, who was probably good in bed too.
When I tried to introduce myself and apologize to my sister, she shocked me by shutting me out. I was so disappointed.
I expected her to forgive me right away. It’s not like she had any other family.
But ever since she’d returned, she’d become this strange version of herself, always trying to prove she was better than everyone else.
First of all, how the heck did she become so popular?
Second, her attitude sucked. And third, how the hell did she manage to land a husband like Sawyer?
Even though she wouldn’t let me introduce myself, I followed her anyway.
When I reached the porch and placed a hand on the door, I overheard her and her husband talking inside.
Their conversation stopped me from barging in.
Her husband’s voice carried a strange, angry tone when he asked if I had hurt her.
I wasn’t scared, I knew I was safe with Baxter on my side.
There was no way she could get me punished, and no way he could hurt me.
But something about the way he asked who had hurt her, it had power in it.
Then I reminded myself that he might be powerful in the human world, maybe even rich too, but in the werewolf world, he was nothing.
Baxter was an alpha. Not just any alpha, the most powerful one I’d ever seen.
So I stepped back, thinking I could use Baxter as my shield. I turned around and walked straight back into the mansion, where I saw Baxter walking downstairs to the first floor.
The others weren’t around, probably in their own rooms.
“Baxter!” I called, opening my arms wide.
I hadn’t seen him all day because I’d stayed up watching movies all night and only woke up about an hour ago.
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After a quick shower, I got ready, sat by the window, and that’s when I saw Madeline coming home.
“ You seem to be in a good mood,” Baxter remarked, not hugging me but gently pinching my cheek.
“Come on, give me a hug,” I insisted, pouting.
He smiled at my silliness and hugged me softly. But his scent, it was mesmerizing.
“What were you doing outside?” he asked casually, not suspecting a thing.
“ I went to speak with Madeline and apologize, but she just stormed off with her husband. It was weird, the way she wrapped her arms around him, like I was interrupting their moment. Maybe I picked the wrong time p>
I tried to sound casual but slipped in a few details on purpose, and I saw Baxter’s face tighten slightly.
“So you didn’t get to talk to her?” he asked, and I shook my head.
“Well, I really do want to apologize. Can you please come with me?” I pleaded.
“Yeah, sure. But let me speak with her first. I want to make sure she’s comfortable seeing you right now,” Baxter said, walking toward the kitchen.
I followed behind him, and thankfully, I was behind him, because even though my mood soured, he didn’t see it.
I was honestly annoyed. I didn’t like the fact that he wasn’t telling me I didn’t need to apologize.
Instead, he was suggesting that he’d ask her if she, the queen, wanted to see my face. That really rubbed me the
wrong way.
But as always, when he turned around to face me, I forced a smile onto my lips, trying to look perfectly understanding.
“Yes, please do, but make it quick. I really want to apologize. I kind of miss the kids, you know?” I said, pouting.
I noticed the way Baxter frowned at me.
“Really? You like kids?” he asked.
There was deep confusion in his tone, which only made me more upset.
“Yeah, why are you asking me like that? Don’t you think I can like kids?” I laughed awkwardly.
“You used to hate even going to schools with me when I volunteered at the orphanages. Remember how you said you couldn’t stand the kids running around and all?” he replied, reminding me of something that made me clench my jaw in secret.
Did he really have to bring that up? Apparently, yes.
“Baxter, that was different. Honestly, seeing these kids changed my mind. There’s something so wonderful about them. They’re adorable, aren’t they?” I said in the cheerful tone I always used with him.
He smiled at me, that soft, innocent smile someone gives when they think the other person is being cute.
So I guessed my act was working.
“Okay, fine. Let’s have some breakfast, and then we can go speak with her,” he finally agreed.
I didn’t want to apologize. I just wanted to be involved, to see what was happening between her and her husband.
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And if I didn’t stay close to her, how else would I hurt her? 1
“Why breakfast? It’s already lunchtime. Let’s go there and have lunch with them. What do you say?” I suggested, clapping my hands happily.
“That would be too much. We shouldn’t go uninvited. But yes, we can go and apologize to them. Let’s just eat lunch first,” he replied.
As he spoke, I got a notification on my phone. It was a message from my mother:
Mom: Make sure you make amends with Madeline today. That day we made foolish mistakes. We shouldn’t have driven her away. This time, be nice. Remember, staying close to her is important for us.
I glanced briefly at Baxter before replying to her.
Me: Already working on it. Her husband doesn’t seem to like the idea of anyone hurting her. But don’t worry, everything will be fine and taken care of.
I hit send, giving Baxter a deceptively sweet smile.
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