The broken and fragile

Part 17: Coyote?

Jared's POV

I couldn't believe they were actually here. Ever since I took over 3 years ago they've been going around the world exploring. Living the life that they couldn't before.

I stood from my chair slightly dazed as I stared at their smiling faces. Well at least my mother was smiling. My father...he looked genuinely happy, for him at least.

"What are you doing here?" I honestly didn't expect to see them again unless something huge was going on. 

My mothers smile grew wider as she advanced towards me to embrace me in one of her famous hugs. She gave me two pats on the back before holding my shoulders at arms length as she stared at me. "You've grown so much." I almost forget what her voice sounded like.

My father came and stood next to my mother with his arms crossed. He wasn't as affectionate as her. "We're her on some business with Kaydens pack. Also Ben called your mother said you have some news about your mate?" He rose one of his eyebrows as if he was slightly interested but that would be it. Just a slight interest.

I turned my bod half way giving my attention back to Scarlet, my expression softening as I took in her slumbering form yet again. "This is my mate, Scarlet." I informed my parents while I kept my gaze on my raven haired beauty. 

My mother bolted past me and to Scarlet's bedside to get a look at her. No surprise there my moms always been about when I would settle down with a girl. I came to stand next to her giving a few glances out of the corner of my eye to see my mothers reaction to my mate.

"Well...She's fairly pretty I guess." My mothers voice had a slight dullness to it which made my eye twitch as my wolf instincts took over. My mate was nothing less then gorgeous. She was perfect in every way and I'm lucky to have such a beautiful creature. 

My mothers voice spiked in enthusiasm a minute later as she looked to me with a smile again. "So when will she wake up so I can meet her properly?" 

I felt my mood worsen quickly at that question, I didn't have an answer. "She's in a coma for now, she's supposed to wake up soon but its not guaranteed...." I frowned down at my sleeping beauty as I relived the information again. 

"Oh well then come on, we have to discuss matters of Kaydens pack." My mother was always such a jumpy and bubbly figure, but she was always a perfectionist and tended to judge things and try to fix them to the way she liked.

Unfortunately she didn't get very far with my buzz-kill of a father. Always strict and hard.