My alpha romeo

Chapter 11- oh brother!

It felt good to sleep in my own bed and use my own bathroom. Hell it even felt good to use my own toilet. My closet was still as I remembered it and the clothes still stood I'm their place. I grabbed a pair of denim shorts and a flowy blue top. Underneath I put my bikini on, the celebration was going to be in a beach in between our pack and Chase's. His pack was also invited, much to my dismay. The pro to that was possibly seeing Jason again. He was going to be my distraction for today. I didn't want to think about Chase and also planned to scrub my bedroom clean of his scent. I would do that after I met my dad in the dining room as he requested. My father had mind linked me early this morning, saying he needed to talk to me and I was to meet him in the dining room by nine o'clock sharp.
I opened the door of my room the same time as the once across from mine and you would never believe who walked out.

"Morning," Chase said happily.

Speak of the devil. There are two ways this conversation could go, I could be a total bitch or push my grudge to the side and be nice.

"Hey. Sleep well?" I asked, deciding to be nice.

"Fine and you?"

"Fine," I replied back.

Silence elapsed us and we started walking downstairs. Our arms brushed every now and then, sending electric shock waves through my body and making my wolf purr.

'Pull yourself together' I scolded her.

In return she ignored me and carried on purring.
I expected us to part ways at the bottom of the stairs but he followed me to the dining room. I was contemplating whether my dad had requested him as well or was he just following me to irritate me. We both stopped outside the huge doors and Chase cocked his eyebrow, a teasing glint in his eyes.

"I'm going to kill him," I said through clenched teeth.

Chase merely chuckled at my anger and opened the doors, then motioning for me to go first. I did and completely ignored him by not saying thank you. He followed and then closed the doors. My dad sat at the head of the large table on the other side of the room, a newspaper in one hand and coffee in the other.

This scene reminded me of when I was little and would always find my dad in her every morning, along with mom, drinking coffee, reding the newspaper and chatting away. I would always run in here in my little dress accompanied with fairy wings and a wand, my dad would put his newspaper down and then life me onto his lap as I go to his chair. Ethan would soon also make his way to the room, he sat on dad's one knee while I sat on the other. My mother would look at us like we were her world, which you could say we were. Those were the days, I had no worries and was carefree. I wish those days were back.

Snapping out of my day dream, I composed myself and sat on the chair Chase so kindly pulled out for me and then put back once I was seated. Once agin I didn't thank him.

"Manners Avery," my dad said, eyes never leaving his newspaper.

I rolled my eyes but obeyed him,"Thank you Chase."

"My pleasure Avery," he said eyes locking with mine.

When he said my name it sent shiver down my spine and goosebumps appeared on my arms.

"How did you all sleep?" My dad asked, putting his paper down.

"Fine," I mumbled, grabbing a piece of toast to eat.

"Same," Chase said.

"Good. I called you both here because I want to talk about what's happening between the two of you," he said.

So my dad knew there was something up with us.

"There's nothing going on sir," Chase answered.