"Your so stuborn" James shouted at me.
"I dont care, I am not wearing a dress" i shouted, James had bought this flowery dress that he expected me to wear to meet his parents, well he was wrong. I will never wear a dress.
"Please just do it for me, i don't care if you don't look nice in it" he said smiling.
"I am not wearing a ugly dress, its jeans or i'm not meeting them" i shouted.
"Fine don't meet them, there just going to be your mother and father in law soon" he shouted before storming outside, i watched him from the window as he headed to the pack house were his mother and father were, they moved nearer the town so they don't stay here that's why i haven't met them yet.
I sighed and looked at the dress, how wearing this bit of fabric make him happy?.
I grabbed the dress and headed upstairs, i placed it on my bed and got out a pair of skinny jeans and a t shirt to compare, do i really want his parent think am mean and just not nice to look at or do i want them respecting me and thinking am a good person, i jumped in to the shower washing my red cutly hair.
"i hate dresses" i whispered to myself as i slipped it over my head, i fixed my hair to make it sit nicely around my clear pale skin, i put a little bit of eye liner on before slipping into my converse that went surprisingly well with the dress, what? i am definitely not wearing heals.
I walked down stairs and headed towards the pack house, i felt some of the pack members staring at me, i glanced to the side and sat TJ smiling at me. I walked over.
"Do you think i look okay?" i asked.
"You look beautiful" he said, pushing me towards the pack house, I walked in and went to the kitchen were i thought they might have been and i was right, James's eyes snapped to me with love in them as he took in my appearance his smile became a grin.
His mother and father looked round and smiled, i felt my face heat up and i squirmed under the lustful stair of my mate.
"i am Jen" i looked up to see a beautiful woman that looked a lot like Ry, i shock her hand, "your really pretty and am jealous of your hair" she said, i couldn't help but laugh, his father walked up to me and i felt a little weary about him.
"John" he said putting out his hand, he looked like James.
"I'm Taylor" i smiled, Jen put her hand on my hip and pulled me over towards the island in the middle of the kitchen, i glanced at James who was smiling proudly.
"Hi" i whispered to him.
"Hello beautiful" he said kissing me head.
"How did you to meet?" my eyes snapped at John.
"Well, i was a rogue and he came into the cells and i screamed in his face" i said casualy, shock spread over John's face like he recognized someone.
"Do you know Derek Fox?" he asked out of the blue, air getting stuck in my throat as i stared at this man who obviously new something.
"No, i've never heard of him" i lied, i had always been a bad lair and i hoped he didn't notice, he nodded.
"He had a daughter and a son, his son died when he was 17 and his daughter had beautiful red hair like yours" he said, i suddenly felt dizzy, how does he know so much.
"I really don't know him" i said trying now to show any fear now, i was really scared, well scared was an understatement i was terrified.
"Alright, well you look a lot like his daughter" he said turning to his wife and started talking, i sat there staring into space, i was panicking.
"Will you excuse me please" i said standing up and i didn't wait for there answer before running out of the room, i tried to find TJ who was no where to be found, i felt someones hand on my shoulder, i jumped and swung my arm and my claws dug into the persons face, my eyes widened in shock as i saw who it was.
"I am so sorry, James i didn't mean it" i said, i started panicking again, what if he hits me for doing that.
"Its fine, are you okay?" he asked, he didn't even seem worried about what i had done to his face.
"I'm fine, but your face isn't" i said, he shrugged.
"Is your dad Derek fox?" he asked, my eyes widened as my whole body froze, i slowly nodded and before i knew it his arms were wrapped round me and i couldn't help but let out the sobs i was holding in.