A Werewolf Learns Facts 'a werewolf series' book 4 (Complete)

Chapter 2

"So, let me show you what to do here." George watched his father stand up and walk towards him to show him what he was to do next. "So, go here. Scroll down and click that button." He did as instructed and waited for further instructions. "Now look at the sales from this month last year and this month this year." He did and said, "There was a loss of four hundred pounds last year and it's higher this year." "Let's have a look."

The men checked the chart and George's father said, "yeah. That's good. Since I've started working here, sales have boosted." "That's great news dad. I'm happy for you." "Now that you're working with me until you find a job, sales may boost more. We'll see how you do." "Thanks dad."

Meanwhile, Kira was on the sofa watching a film on the television. Jonathan was still with Bethany when his brother walked into the room. "Hey Jonathan. I brought you some lunch." "Thanks." Bethany then opened her eyes. "Guys?" "Hey," Mike gently greeted. "How are you feeling?" "Better." "Good. You did have a seizure in the end." "I'm sorry guys." "Don't apologise. You weren't feeling well and your dad and brother thought that it would be for the best to let you stay here until your dad and brother finish work." She nodded before slowly sitting up.

"Take it easy," Jonathan gently said to her. "Can we get you anything to eat?" "Please." "I'll get you some soup." She thanked him as Mike took the chair and watched her. When Jonathan returned, he had a tray in his hands with a bowl, a spoon and a slice of white bread. "Here you go Bethany." "Thanks Jonathan." He gave her the tray and she carefully took it from him as she then picked up the spoon and began to eat. "Something light for now and we'll discuss what's for dinner."

Once Bethany had eaten, Jonathan took the tray from her and took it downstairs while she and Mike talked. "Do you feel better for eating?" "A little." "That's good news. We can tell your parents you're feeling better." "Can I please talk to them?" "Of course, you can." "Thanks." That's when Jonathan's phone rang and he answered it while he was downstairs in the kitchen. "Hello...hi Jane...yeah. She's fine. She's feeling better...yes...I'm in the kitchen and Mike is with her...yes. I'm going upstairs...I promise."

Jonathan then entered the bedroom and said, "Bethany, your mum is on the phone." He gave her his phone and she then talked to her mother. "Hi mum." "Hi. How are you?" "I'm fine mum. I feel better. Jonathan told dad that I had a seizure." "Yeah. That's what we thought when you didn't look well this morning." "I'm sorry." "It's fine. But you have to promise to tell me and your dad if you're not well. You won't be in trouble." "Alright."

When the call ended five minutes later, Bethany gave Jonathan his phone back and he then dialled her fathers number. "Hello?" "Hi Jack. We thought that we'd give you a call to update you on Bethany." "We were just discussing about her. How is she?" "Bethany's doing really well. She did have a seizure, she's fine now. We gave her some soup and a slice of bread." "Good. Can I speak to her?" "Of course." He gave Bethany the phone again and she began to talk to her father.

"Hi dad." "Hey. How are you feeling?" "I feel better." "That's what I like to hear. Your brother and I were concerned this morning, but we're glad you're feeling better." "I'm sorry." "It's not a problem. You don't apologise." "Can I please speak to George?" "Of course...George?" "Yeah?" "Bethany would like to talk to you." His voice was heard in ten seconds. "Bethany?" "Hi." "Hey. How are you feeling?" "Better." "We hope you feel better soon and we'll pick you up once we've finished work. Stay strong for us." "I'll try my best." "We know. We love you." "I love you too. Bye." "Goodbye little sister."

Bethany gave Jonathan his phone back again began to push the cover away from her. "Are you sure you want to get up?" "I'm sure." "Take it slowly." "I know." She slowly began to get out of bed and the two brothers were there if she needed help. "How do you feel?" Mike gently asked. "I feel fine." "Are you sure?" She nodded and the three made their way downstairs and into the living room.