Werewolf Academy

Chapter Twenty-Six

Connor told my dad that we're postponing when we'll be leaving. Dad didn't really understand, but he also didn't argue. It just means I'll be around longer.

Thanksgiving is today,  and I have no idea how I'm going to sit through this dinner. Everyone staring at me, worrying about me. The entire pack eats together on Thanksgiving. Why did I have to be born to an American pack? Why couldn't I just have lived in England? Then I wouldn't have to deal with Thanksgiving.

"Sophie?" I hear Connor from inside my bedroom and open my bathroom door for him to come in. He walks to the doorway and leans against the frame. "You almost ready?" He looks amazing in his button up vest and khaki pants. The crisp white shirt rolled up to his elbows just makes him even yummier.

"Yeah, just answer me this." He nods, looking at me intently. "Does my hair look better like this, or down?" I tried to put my hair into an elegant bun, but I don't think I quite succeeded.

Connor walks up behind me and places his hands on my waist. "You're beautiful no matter how your hair is." He kisses my cheek but I lightly touch my hair.

"Are you sure? Maybe I should try a different style." He groans and kisses my mark. "Stop trying to distract me,  Connor."

"Baby, if it bothers you that much, just wear it down. I promise,  if anyone's looking at your hair, they're gay,  or a girl." He says. "Besides, you look amazing natural. It's more down to earth, like you are."

I smile at him and decide to take his advice. He is my mate after all. I begin to take out the pins in my hair and he smiles before kissing my neck. Once I'm done, he picks me up and sets me down on the counter. He stands between my legs, but I know he won't do anything unless I ask him to. "You're going to stay with me the entire night." I nod my head and Connor looks at me. "Hunter has this place on lock down, but I still don't want you to be out of my sight."

"I know Connor. You don't have tell me how important it is." He rests his hand against my cheek and I close my eyes. Ever since I got back, Connor hasn't left me alone. He takes care of everything. I know it's tiring him out. "Why don't we just go straight to sleep after dinner?" I open my eyes to stare at him and he gives me a small smile.

"I wish, but your dad wants us both present, the entire night."

"What if you just go upstairs to sleep?" He scowls for a second then shakes his head.

"I'm not leaving you downstairs to deal with both of our dads. You have enough problems controlling your own. Controlling mine too, it's impossible."

I give him a knowing look. "That's not why you don't want to leave my side." I take his hand in mine and kiss his palm. "Connor, I'll be with my dad. He should be the one person you trust to protect me more than anything."

"He didn't do that great of a job protecting his house, or his territory."

"They were his allies Connor. You can't expect him to have known they would try to hurt me. We don't even know how they knew about me." He growls, and I sigh, giving in. "Fine. Don't go up to your room after dinner. Tire yourself out to the point where you can't protect me anymore. I don't care." I would jump off the counter and storm away, but he has me firmly set on the counter. Instead, I cross my arms and look away from him. Childish, I know, but that's exactly what he's being right now.