Tear.

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It was a surreal experience to be sitting with her entire family eating breakfast as if she wasn't due to leave in the next ten minutes. Nell, Isaac, Isaac's mate Julia, and her mother and father were having pancakes and waffles for breakfast. Aurora had a pretty decent sized stack of pancakes piled in front of her, coated in sticky syrup and a little cube of butter sitting at the top. She was definitely going to miss her mother's cooking. A lot.

Just as she was about to take her first bite there was a knock on the door. Everyone paused their eating and froze, their eyes flying to Rory. They all knew who that was. Rory, glanced around at everyone's frozen expressions before stuffing the pancake bite into her mouth and chewing quickly, hoping to eat as much as she could before it was time to go. She saw her younger sister roll her eyes as she muttered something about everyone being 'a bunch of overgrown pussies' and slid off her chair to open the front door herself.

Aurora contemplated things for a while before deciding food was the winner at this moment in time and continued shovelling large slices of pancake into her mouth. Just as she swallowed the large mass and sipped her orange juice a familiar man came around the corner of the room. Impeccably dressed to the nines, with his sleek black suit, dress shoes, and a black shirt underneath. His curls were gelled to perfection and he walked with an air of grace and power. Giovanni.

"Aurora," he nodded respectfully bowing his head slightly. It made her flush slightly at the attention. He then proceeded to introduce himself to her family. He kissed her mother's and sister in laws hand and flashed his warm brown eyes at them making their lips twitch into involuntary smiles. He shook hands with her father and brother firmly and then held out a hand for Nell. Aurora all but snorted as her sister held out a bored fist bump instead. It seemed Giovanni was insistent on kissing females hands when first meeting as his eyebrows came down into a little frown before he smoothly knocked his fist gently against hers.

"May I escort you to the car," Giovanni stated with a soft smile, his forearm raised in his usual gentlemanly manner. Aurora smiled at him nervously and nodded standing up and grabbing the handle of her suitcase, however Giovanni beat her to it and grabbed it in his other hand, shaking his head at her gently. She grasped his forearm and walked through the kitchen and out of the front door where the sun was beaming down onto her, dazzling her eyesight for a second. But when it cleared she glanced up to see him standing at the end of her driveway leaning against an all black car. His arms were crossed across his broad chest and she could see his biceps straining against the material of his shirt. She gulped as her stomach fluttered and flipped. He had dark shades on so she didn't know if he was watching her or not but his scent wafted around her like a protective cocoon and made her blush a little.

     Standing outside she turned to face her family who were standing there looking emotional and slightly teary, yet the air was filled with happiness and excitement. She caught her brothers gaze flying towards Alpha Styles often, his features morphed into some type of giddy excitement.

     Giovanni had stepped back and was stood slightly behind her with his head respectfully bowed to give her some privacy, his curls touching his forehead a little. She gulped as she stared at her little family, a sudden sadness overwhelming her.

     Her mother and father both collectively stepped forward and pulled her into a group embrace, her fathers arms wrapped around his mate and his pup who was leaving the nest. She felt tears gather behind her closed eyelids and she sniffled lightly.

      "We love you so much, sweetheart. And we haven't told you this, but you've always made us so proud. Even if you can't track, you, yourself, make up for it everyday." Her father spoke pressing a kiss to her temple. Her bottom lip quivered at her fathers words, her father abolishing her insecurities in seconds. They released her slowly, her mother grasping her hand between both of hers.