(Keegan's POV)
I was furious with Natasha. I stormed into my house and slammed the door and grunted. I paced the living room and ran my hand through my hair. My mom came rushing in from the kitchen. She looked at me amused. I sighed and stopped as I ran my hands over my face.
"I need to talk to dad," I said softly. I walked around to the kitchen and opened the door that led down the stairs. I took a deep breath before I walked down the stairs. I hated going to see my dad, because I hated seeing him like this. Since werewolves couldn't really go to the hospital, this was our own personal pack hospital. Rooms lines up on both sides of the hallway and we had a pack doctor. I could see him in his office. At the bottom of the stairs, I went down the long hallway before opening the door to his room. The lights were brighter in here and the room was set up like a hospital.
"Hey dad," I said softly. His bald head turned to me and he smiled softly.
"Keegan, good to finally see you down here," he joked. I frowned as worry set in. My dad noticed and tried to sit up some more. He grunted as he tried to push himself up on his thin arms. He used to be ripped and fit and healthy with a full head of hair and even a beard and mustache, but that was all gone. I guess cancer could do that to a person. He was weak and skinny and completely bald. I hated seeing him this way. It made me sad beyond compare. I adored my father. I loved him. I was a daddy's boy, but I rarely visited him down here because it brought tears to my eyes. But I needed him; I needed his advice and counsel. I sat in the chair by his bed facing him and sighed.
"Dad, I found my mate. Her name is Caroline Holloway. She's so... she's strong and stubborn. She's got eyes like you wouldn't believe and she's so beautiful. I roll over every time she talks... even if she's yelling at me," I chuckled lightly. "I love her, and I know it too. It's just..." I trailed off to try and see how to word the next part. I had no idea if my father would approve of Caroline or not. He noticed my turmoil.
"What is it, son?" he asked gently. I sighed and looked around before I looked at him.
"She can't be Luna," I said carefully. He looked confused.
"What do you mean? If she's your mate, then she's going to be Luna," he said. I sighed ad ran a hand down my face.
"She isn't... dad, she's extraordinary. She's not normal by any means, but she is human... she's not a Lycan like us, and I know that's going to be a problem for the parliament," I explained. My dad looked off in thought. He hummed thoughtfully as he twiddled his thumbs.
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