You are the Answer {boyxboy} ✓ (Dogs, Bats & Monkeys series, Book I | Riley)

Chapter 26

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Rhys had led me to his parents' home. It had been obvious he'd shared with them what he'd planned to do tonight; there was no surprise when they saw me in their house, just immense relief that I was with their son and brother. I had not felt like talking to them so I'd given the six Flemings - Everett and Lisa were also in the living room - a nod and followed Rhys upstairs. He'd handed me a short-sleeved t-shirt and a pair of slacks to sleep in and kissed me good night on the forehead before he'd left.

Now that I was all alone, lying on my right side, I felt even more out of place in his room than I'd been the first time I was here.

How was it possible that I already missed him?

He'd gone to Everett's room not fifteen minutes ago and he'd done so as per my desires.

I still though that it was better to put some distance between us so I could collect my thoughts, but my mind refused to cooperate.

I should be reflecting on the wolf I saw in that house and what it meant - that Rhys wasn't human - as well as how that would influence our relationship. Instead, all I could think of was the immeasurable pain that I felt when he'd told me we'd never meet again; pain that I knew crushed him too, that had been clear in his voice as he spoke.

Was I losing my mind?

Throughout my eighteen years of life, I'd been convinced that werewolves or shape shifters or whatever you'd call them didn't exist.

Now I'd been proven wrong.

The logical thing to do would be to hightail it out of here: out of this house, out of this neighborhood, out of this town; perhaps out of this state, just to be on the safe side. Hell, if it wasn't Rhys who had shifted, I'd probably be robbing a bank and buying a ticket to Europe. And if I got caught during the robbery, I'd be put in jail and away from the werewolves.

But no. It had been Rhys and not only did I plan to stay in Woodbury, not only was I not breaking up with him, but I still had dreams about the two of us forming a family. I was not in the slightest repulsed by the idea of marrying him and adopting a bunch of kids. All I had to do was imagine him playing with our children in the yard of our house and that was it: after that picture was stuck in my head, I could not leave him.

Never.

So yes, I must've completely lost our mind.

For crying out loud, in my dreams there were a few dogs in the yard along with the children... Who needed dogs when one of your dads could turn into a wolf?

I frowned as a new thought came into my head: how would we adopt if there was the chance of the children seeing Rhys or someone else from the Bullets shift?

It wouldn't be fair to take a child in, spoil him or her rotten with love and when that child returned our affection to suddenly go 'Oh, by the way, your daddy has fangs and claws'.

There was no telling what effect that could have on the youngster. We could be permanently marking them psychologically. And what if the child ran away and told a human about all they'd witnessed here?

How were we to build a family when that would put everyone involved in danger?

I shook my head.