Of Wolves and Oranges

Chapter 10: Jaco

Jaco

My mother knew something was up the moment she saw Golf. So, once I returned to the kitchen she turns to me.

"Sit."

I collapse at the kitchen table. I had fallen asleep with Golf on the bed and had slept for about two hours, so I was still a bit groggy.

"What happened today?"

I sigh, I know that my mother will not leave me alone until she knows everything. So, I start from the moment I drove past Golf's little grey car for the first time, then through all the gory details of the hijacking, and then to her friend ditching her over the phone.

"What is she to you, Jaco?"

"Everything, Mama."

"She is your mate." She states, it is not a question.

I nod. Since the moment I started to drive away from her in Empangeni, I felt the bond, the tearing which ripped at my heart the further I went from her. The blind fear and rage when I saw the bastard aim his gun at her head. The intense comfort and relief to hold her in my arms.

She sighs. "Oh, my son. You are about to experience the greatest joy and the greatest pain that life could offer. The mate bond is a force to be reckoned with. And it is only going to be harder since she is human, child. She won't understand what she is feeling. And, as a human, she will want to take it slow. She will run, and you will have to let her, so that she will come back. And that will take more self-control than you will ever know."

I reach across and clasp her hand. A tear tracks down her cheek. I know how she suffered when my father died, the mate bond breaking her heart. She clasps my hand back and gives me a watery smile. "Maybe I will be able to look forward to grandchildren at last."

I chuckle and move across to hug her.