Worse Than Giving Up

Chapter 17

Sven's POV

I knock on Dallas' front door, and my mate opens it only a few seconds later, although he doesn't look happy to see me.

"What do you want?" He asks me.

"I have to tell you something important." I tell him.

He looks like he wants to tell me to go away, but he steps aside and he lets me walk inside of his apartment.

"Nath and I aren't from this pack." I tell him, and he nods.

"I know." He tells me. "Are you leaving already?" He asks me.

"Yes, but we will have to take you with us." I says, and he frowns, but he doesn't try to argue, so I use that he wants to go.

"When are we leaving?" He asks me.

"In less than a week." I say. "Do you need some help with packing?" I ask him  and he shrugs.

"I most likely won't need help." He tells me.

"I will help you if you will ask me to do it. Just make sure that you will have everything packed in next few days, because I'm not sure when we will be leaving." I say.

"Alright." He says.

"I have to go now." I say.

He nods again, and then he looks in my direction when I start to leave, but he doesn't say anything.

So, I go straight to Nath's apartment, and I can see that Nath is already packing.

He was very happy when I told him that we will be leaving, but his friends definitely aren't happy.

They were hoping that he will stay for a few more weeks, but it seems that they already accepted that Nath will be leaving.

I will have to make sure to let them hang out with Nath a few more times, before we will leave.

"How is it going?" I ask Nath.

"I think that most of my things are already packed." He tells me.

"You don't have to pack this quickly, because we still have a few more days to do that." I tell him.

"I know, but I kind of want to leave as quickly as we can." He tells me.

"Why?" I ask him curiously, but I'm pretty sure that I already know the answer.

"I want to meet our kids." He tells me, and I smile.

"I'm sure that you will have enough of them a few days after you will meet them, because one of them is literally a devil." I tell him.

He rolls his eyes, before he looks at me with an unimpressed expression.

"Can you remember their names?" I ask him curiously, and he thinks about it for a while.

"Julien, Joe, Javen and..." He says, but then he groans in annoyance when he realises that he can't remember the last name.

"At least you can already remember thee." I say happily. "The last one is Jeff." I tell him, and he nods.

"I knew that." He tells me.

I guess that his memory is starting to get better, and I'm sure that Dallas will be happy about it.