A Love Story: Quentin and Kiana

Part 3

Ja'Mal scented as did the other wolves and they growled. They had no idea who this guy was. Ja'Mal suspected, but he ordered his pack to stand down. This man, this dark were, did not belong here.

Love, what's wrong? Kerri sent.

Ja'Mal, Logan? Betty questioned.

The stranger stood and faced the men. He was nervous but he had a mission. "My name is Ryelle Jackson. I am looking for my sister and her son." Ryelle answered. He saw recognition dawn in the eyes of his nephew. Father would be proud of him if he ever got the chance to meet him.

"My mother is of no concern for you. You need to leave now." Ja'Mal growled.

Ryelle faced his nephew, the Alpha father spoke of. He was young, but strong. He was lighter than most, but that was understandable. If he was here then Abettia was near. He needed to see his sister so he decided to just call her. Reaching through his long, unused bonds. Ryelle called out to his sister. Abettia, please tell me you can hear me.

Inside the chief's home. Betty was reassuring Mia when her brother's voice came through.

Ryelle she replied. "Mia, everyone, excuse me. Bria, will you watch the twins. I'll be right back. She rushed outside to where the men were gathered and for the first time in almost fifty years, she lay eyes on her brother.

Meanwhile, Chief Joe took control and tempers calmed down. Ja'Mal knew they could not fight this man, so he extended an olive branch. Ryelle would stay at the den during the duration of his visit. Betty joined them and her mate stopped her. After reassuring Logan, she spoke with her brother.

Everyone returned to the chief's where everyone was waiting. Betty was talking with Ryelle and Ja'Mal refused to leave her side.

Soon, Betty, Jamal, and Ryelle joined everyone else. Kerri joined her mate who introduced her to his uncle. Ryelle was polite, quiet. Pastor Henry joined him and then he relaxed.

Soon, things went back to normal with the males still eyeing the interloper carefully. Ryelle, volunteered to help set up games and tables for the picnic later that day. Soon, Mia needed to move, so she went for a short walk. Isla joined her and they talked. Mia had an important question for her best friend.

"Isla, I know this is unusual, but I want to ask that you and Brett step in for my son if anything happens to Oman and me. I know I am supposed to pick someone else as a God mother, but I pick you." Mia exhaled. "Do you think people would be upset?" She asked.

Isla smiled, "Mia, I am here for you and my brother no matter what. I will always look out for my nephew. You don't have to ask. As for Godmother, you must chose who you're comfortable with and I am honored that you asked me. Now, in seven months, you need to be ready to give me an answer." Isla whispered.

"Oh my goodness, really? Oh Isla, what did Brett say?" Mia asked.

Isla laughed, "I haven't told him. I will tonight. Besides, it was just confirmed two days ago. I'm still adjusting." She laughed as her friend hugged her.

Soon they walked back and Oman checked on her immediately causing her and Isla to roll their eyes.

Everyone talked, as a dark blue sedan drove up. Mia saw the car, her heart raced. She stood to go outside, but Oman stopped her. Andrew and Snake walked out. Earl and Bria went with them. A tall man with tats similar to Snakes' climbed out of the car and walked to the passenger side.