My Pet Werewolf

Home is Where the Heart Is

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"I want to go home."

Talon sighed and stood. "I'll walk you back to the room and bring up whatever food you want."

Veola frowned and shook her head as she stood, her teary eyed gaze meeting Talon's. "I. Want. To. Go. Home!"

He looked away, but his face was roughly jerked back, his eyes casting to the ground instead of her eyes. He couldn't bare to look into her hate filled gaze. Not after spending years of his life seeing nothing but love when she gazed upon him. "Why won't you listen to me?! Take me and my son home right now!"

He was conflicted. Part of him wanted to obey. To do the very thing he was taught to do as a pup. Obey master and get a treat. Disobey and get scorned. Obey equals treat. Disobey equals punishment. But at the same time he knew that he couldn't let her leave. It was too dangerous. Those rogues had attacked her and if he let her leave and they killed her...

He pushed away the mental thought. No. Never....

He felt small fists beat against his chest as Veola cried. "Take me home! Take me home you son of a bitch!" Talon bit his lip as he fought back the tears and whimpers. He never liked it when she would yell at him. He never felt remorse for what he did, just sadness that she was mad.

"I can't...." He whimpered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Veola frowned as her fists slowed to a stop. "Why?" No answer. "Damn it Talon tell me!"

"It's too dangerous out there. Those rogues wanted to kill you and I know that they'll try again." He gazed down at her, his eyes pleading. "Please, just stay here where I can protect you. Once all of this is over you and your son will be free to leave."

For a moment she just stood there but then her eyes widened and she quickly ran out the kitchen screaming "Tate?!"

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"Tate?! Where are you honey?!"

Please be okay please be okay.

Veola could feel her mama bear instincts kick into overdrive and her mind go into full on lock down. Only one thing was on her mind. Find Tate.

She passed by many unfamiliar people, all starring at her confused. Some even tried to stop her but hat didn't work out to well for them. Rule number one about a mother:

You don't prevent her from getting to her kid.

"Tate?!"

"Mommy?"

She slide to a halt, almost falling on her ass, as she ran past a room. She immediately back tracked and burst through the doors, entering into to what looked to be a daycare.

Tate was seated at the table with two red chairs and one yellow. He sat in the yellow seat whilst two little girls sat on either side of him in the red seat. They were literally feeding him grapes and giving him juice. Like literally, one held the grapes and the other held a sippy cup.

If it weren't for the sour mood Veola was in she'd be laughing her ass off right now. He sure is a ladies man. Just like his father.

There was an older woman in the room, looking to be in her forties. She was seated in the floor beside the kids's table, her eyes looking to Veola from her book. She grinned and closed the novel before standing to greet her.

"You must be Tate's mother. I'm Georgia." She said with a smile as she pulled Veola into a hug.

She didn't know what to do so she just awkward patted the woman on her back whilst she looked to Tate. He was watching her with a wide smile and shining eyes. When Georgia pulled back Tate was there to wrap his little arms around his mother's legs and bury his face against her thigh.

Veola smiled down at him, her heart filling with just a few hints of happiness and relief at seeing that her son was okay. He looked up at her, his bottom lip fully in his mouth and his little baby teeth in full display. "Hi mommy."

Veola grinned and swooped her son up, placing him on her hip while she wrapped her arms around him. "Hey honey."

"He is just a doll. Miley and Nicole absolutely adore him. The twins just couldn't get enough of his devilish looks."

Georgia sighed and put her hands in her hips, a smirk on her lips. "He'll most definitely be a heartbreaker when he's older."

Veola scoffed. Hopefully not like his father...