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and put it back in to the envelope and the box.
She’d been telling the truth. He’d known it in his heart, once Mia had explained why she’d stayed away. But seeing the evidence of her innocence, and her sweet, young love for him, made his bear cry out with need for her. He wanted to hold her, to comfort her, to have her safe and in his arms.
Sifting through the envelopes, he drew another one from the middle and opened it.
Drake,
I don’t understand why you haven’t written me back, or called, or anything. It’s been a year and I still feel the same way about you as I did when I left. Don’t you love me too? You said you’d love me forever, that we’d be together for life, that you wanted to marry me. Was it all a lie?
I’m stuck here, in a school full of people I don’t care about, living in a house that I don’t want to be in, and I’m wishing for you every second.
I don’t understand what’s going on, but I have to believe that you love me, that everything you said to me is true.
I have a year and a half until I turn eighteen, and then I’ll come to you. I just wish you’d let me know that you still want me.
Write me back, please.
Love Always,
Mia
A hot ball of regret filled his chest as he put the letter away and closed the box.
He couldn’t read any further right now. He didn’t want to see when her hope turned to doubt, when she started to believe her father’s allegations against him and decided to turn her back on him and move on with her life.
Maybe once he had Mia back with him where she belonged, Drake would be strong enough to read through all of the letters with her, but now he needed to focus on getting his mate back.
Chapter Seventeen – Mia
Mia’s mind was going a million miles a minute. She couldn’t believe everything that had happened in the last few hours. Couldn’t believe that her own father had hired someone to steal not just from her mother, but from her. She felt like she didn’t even know him.
Sure, he’d always been callous and standoffish, but he’d been really proud of her modeling career, and Mia had fooled herself into believing that meant he loved her. Instead, he was obviously just concerned about money and status, and what a having a famous daughter could do for him.
Her heart burned at the memory of the things he’d said about Drake, and his prejudice against all shifters. Mia couldn’t believe in this day and age that people could still be so closed minded, let alone her own father.
As they drove along the lonely highway out of Montana, Mia fought the guilt that plagued her. She wished she hadn’t stopped Drake from going after her father. She knew it was wrong and made her a terrible person, and an even worse daughter, but he was a shit father… and if she’d let Drake do what came naturally to him, she’d still be back in Spring Creek with him, rather than with her father, trying to figure out how to knock him out and throw herself from a moving vehicle.
“Great, we need gas,” her father said, startling her out of her musing.
They pulled off at the next exit and parked next to a pump.
“I need to go to the restroom,” Mia said, thinking that maybe this was her chance to get away.
Her father looked at her blandly and asked, “Do you really think I’m going to fall for that?”
“Dad, it’s over thirty hours to New York from here. Do you really expect me to only go to the bathroom when we stop for the night? Where the hell am I gonna go, anyway?” Mia asked, looking around pointedly. Her heart dropped as she took in their surroundings. She wasn’t lying—there really wasn’t anywhere for her to go. They were at a gas station in the middle of nowhere, and she’d never get away on foot. She wouldn’t even know where to go.
Her dad looked around, then gave a sharp nod as he got out and moved to the pump.
Once she was done in the bathroom, Mia looked around for something that could be used as a weapon.
Toilet paper
She’d been telling the truth. He’d known it in his heart, once Mia had explained why she’d stayed away. But seeing the evidence of her innocence, and her sweet, young love for him, made his bear cry out with need for her. He wanted to hold her, to comfort her, to have her safe and in his arms.
Sifting through the envelopes, he drew another one from the middle and opened it.
Drake,
I don’t understand why you haven’t written me back, or called, or anything. It’s been a year and I still feel the same way about you as I did when I left. Don’t you love me too? You said you’d love me forever, that we’d be together for life, that you wanted to marry me. Was it all a lie?
I’m stuck here, in a school full of people I don’t care about, living in a house that I don’t want to be in, and I’m wishing for you every second.
I don’t understand what’s going on, but I have to believe that you love me, that everything you said to me is true.
I have a year and a half until I turn eighteen, and then I’ll come to you. I just wish you’d let me know that you still want me.
Write me back, please.
Love Always,
Mia
A hot ball of regret filled his chest as he put the letter away and closed the box.
He couldn’t read any further right now. He didn’t want to see when her hope turned to doubt, when she started to believe her father’s allegations against him and decided to turn her back on him and move on with her life.
Maybe once he had Mia back with him where she belonged, Drake would be strong enough to read through all of the letters with her, but now he needed to focus on getting his mate back.
Chapter Seventeen – Mia
Mia’s mind was going a million miles a minute. She couldn’t believe everything that had happened in the last few hours. Couldn’t believe that her own father had hired someone to steal not just from her mother, but from her. She felt like she didn’t even know him.
Sure, he’d always been callous and standoffish, but he’d been really proud of her modeling career, and Mia had fooled herself into believing that meant he loved her. Instead, he was obviously just concerned about money and status, and what a having a famous daughter could do for him.
Her heart burned at the memory of the things he’d said about Drake, and his prejudice against all shifters. Mia couldn’t believe in this day and age that people could still be so closed minded, let alone her own father.
As they drove along the lonely highway out of Montana, Mia fought the guilt that plagued her. She wished she hadn’t stopped Drake from going after her father. She knew it was wrong and made her a terrible person, and an even worse daughter, but he was a shit father… and if she’d let Drake do what came naturally to him, she’d still be back in Spring Creek with him, rather than with her father, trying to figure out how to knock him out and throw herself from a moving vehicle.
“Great, we need gas,” her father said, startling her out of her musing.
They pulled off at the next exit and parked next to a pump.
“I need to go to the restroom,” Mia said, thinking that maybe this was her chance to get away.
Her father looked at her blandly and asked, “Do you really think I’m going to fall for that?”
“Dad, it’s over thirty hours to New York from here. Do you really expect me to only go to the bathroom when we stop for the night? Where the hell am I gonna go, anyway?” Mia asked, looking around pointedly. Her heart dropped as she took in their surroundings. She wasn’t lying—there really wasn’t anywhere for her to go. They were at a gas station in the middle of nowhere, and she’d never get away on foot. She wouldn’t even know where to go.
Her dad looked around, then gave a sharp nod as he got out and moved to the pump.
Once she was done in the bathroom, Mia looked around for something that could be used as a weapon.
Toilet paper
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