Surrendering to Destiny
Chapter Twenty-Eight
“Are you crazy?” Catherine gasped, staring up at her father in disbelief.
“Slightly, yes,” Jensen answered, chuckling now. “Whether you or Grey choose to see it, fate has laid out her plans for you. You were taken to a pack 3,000 miles away yet find your way here? My true mate and I have been unable to procreate and when I am getting to the point where I may need to step down, a long lost daughter appears? A daughter with the same rarity as myself?”
Catherine rolled her multi-colored eyes. “It’s a genetic mutation not…”
“Before today there has only ever been one person in our entire lineage with my gift. It is not a genetic mutation, Catherine. Your eyes aren’t just a coincidental lining of chromosomes. It’s a physical representation of your relationship with the wolf side of yourself.”
Catherine closed her eyes and shook her head. “What are you talking abou?”
He sighed and stuffed his hands in his pockets. “When was your first shift
Catherine gaped at him and felt her face heat. A memory flashed in her mind of a young version of herself, so small anyone who saw her running by might think her to be a husky puppy. She hid in the tall grass, shaking with fear as larger wolves scoured the land for her. She
didn’t know why she needed to hide, but she knew no one should know. As she got older and learned how most wolves shifted when they hit
puberty between 12 and 14, she understood why she had to keep her true ature a secret.
“Catherine?”
“I… I don’t know.”
He nodded his head. “Because you were so young your memory doesn’t go back that far. Your instincts told you to hide your ability. So you did.
You blocked your shift to the point where I’m guessing now you only shift when the pull is strongest during the full moon.”
Catherine gaped at him. Her knees weakened and she sat on the concrete Bench a few feet away.
“Your eyes: one brown, one blue, represent the two halves of your soul. Most people get their wolf nature later in life. It completes them in a
way they weren’t before. It awakens their animalistic instincts. You and I, however, always had those instincts. We grew with our other halves
intact making us stronger, more intune with all of our sides. That’s why its painful for you to shift. Even more so than it was for me. I am full lycan while you have both wolf and lycan in your dna. Your wolf and lycan sides have always been with you, it goes against your nature to choose between the three sides of yourself. I had people growing up who could help me. If you let me, I can help you too.”
Catherine smelt something carry up through the wind. She glanced to heright and saw Graham, back in his human form watching the father and daughter.
“Is everything he said true?” Graham asked with a tilt of his head to Jensen. Catherine nodded. “Let’s go.”
Graham turned on his heel and started back up the path. Jensen sighed an rubbed his jaw in thought. He extended a hand to help Catherine up from the bench.
“The two of you have a lot to talk about, I’ll be here if you have any questions.”
“Any more, you mean?” she asked, laughing at the absurdity of it.
“No matter what he decides. I’ll be here for you,”
By the time Catherine made it back to the packhouse, Graham was already waiting for her in the Mustang. She climbed into the passenger seat to find him glaring out the front window. She followed his gaze to the side garden where Jensen was watching them. Graham’s knuckles tightened on the wheel before he shoved the car in drive and spun out of the gravel driveway. By the time he turned onto the road, he was
going over fifty miles an hour. Catherine clutched the passenger door handle as he took corners going way too fast.
“Graham, please slow down,” she gasped.
His eyes flicked to her and then filled with guilt. He lifted his foot off the accelerator and she watched with gratitude as the speedometer fell.
“I’m sorry.”
“Tell me what’s wrong. Talk to me,” she urged, placing her hand on his thigh.
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