Chapter 29:

Title: OverProtective Mind Reader

POV: Ren

"What is your plan? You are a child. You are my child." Dad started ranting.

"What plan do you want Dad? Ten year, twenty year, fifty year?" I could not keep the snark out of my voice.

"Edward. You need to know." Jake started. He stopped abruptly at my dad's glare.

"Dad" I scolded.

Jake and Dad stared at each other for a long moment. Neither is talking. Fuck dads ability sometimes. Obviously Jake knew about it. Taking the advantage to talk to my father without me being able to chime in.

BUZZ, BUZZ, BUZZ.

I fished my phone out of my jeans pocket. Surprised that it managed to stay in my pocket after all the undressing and dressing.

"Hello?" I answered. Not bothering to look at the caller ID. Whomever was calling me now was granting me a reprieve, from the weird vibes flying off Jake and my Dad.

"Where are you?" Mom asked.

"At my cabin. Why?" I leaned against my island table as I spoke.

"You are meant to come to the main house. Your father wanted to talk about boundaries." Mom informed me.

"Oh really? Right now Dad and Jake are in the middle of a heated mind reading session." I told her.

"Do boys ever grow up?" Mom mumbled.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing. Just come to the main house." She told me.

Glancing at Dad and Jake they leaned towards each other. Both blocking me from their conscious thoughts. I patted the wall of my cabin. "I do hope you will be standing when the boys are done" I whispered to my cabin.

One last look at the two most important men in my life. They still had not noticed I moved. Stepping out of my house and into the downpour.

Looking at the Volvo I shook my head. Needing a run to clear my thoughts. I understood why Dad was so protective. It is the same reason Grandpa Charlie was protective with Mom. It is just not fair sometimes. Most of the time I think I have the coolest family. Everyone with magical abilities and immortality. I do not worry about losing my parents to old age or disease. Yet, when I try to have human experiences. The vampire half gets in the way.

The rain was less noticeable in the cover of the trees. The trees acting like a canopy only letting a small amount of rain still fall on me. I tried running faster, the damp soil sucked my shoes into the earth. Sludging through the mud to the main house is going to take me forever. I pushed harder against the earth just to be forced to run slower.

Familiar foot falls sounded behind me. Slowing expecting to see Jake. I waited, feeling my shoes sinking deeper in the mud by every moment. A smile spread across my face as Seth appeared in his wolf form.

He licked my hand. Bending slightly.

"Taking me to the main house?" I asked him.

The large wolf nodded.

I pulled myself up onto his back. Hearing a pop as my shoes escaped the mud. This was familiar to me. The comfort of being on Seth was like pulling any memory from my childhood. Seth was safe.

Seth ran effortlessly through the forest. His paws never sink into the earth as my shoes had. I leaned my body down. Cuddling into him. This was my favourite way to ride Seth. His warmth radiated through him to me. I felt truly safe. This is why he is my best friend. He is always able to add a bit of escape from the craziness that is my life. Even if that escape often happens as I ride his massive wolf form.

I felt my body relax as I rode. Not realizing how tense the situation between my Dad and Jake had made me. I was tempted to ask Seth to take me anywhere else but the main house. I knew he would if I asked him. I have my credit card number memorized. We could run away for the weekend. Let what will happen, occur naturally. Come back home and see what the outcome was.

My heart panged with pain at the thought of willingly leaving Jake. Even for just a moment. I guess I would have to sit through the fireworks.

Mom was standing outside the main house when we arrived. I dismounted from Seth. Kissing him on his wolf forehead. "Thank you my friend" I whispered.

He licked my hand once again.

Walking away from him I gave up on my escapism for a moment. Now I must embrace reality. On the plus side Mom did not look upset.

Dripping wet I walked behind her into the main house.

Mom wrapped me in a towel. I felt tears appear in my eyes. What? I never cry over something as simple as this. If I cried every time my Dad overreacted to save my virtue I would have enough tears to fill a lake. If it was just every time Dad overreacted I could fill the Black Sea.

"It's going to be okay. Your father just has to do the dad thing. My Dad did it too." Mom whispered in my ear.

Auntie Alice came running from upstairs holding a loungewear set and oversized robe. "These are for you. No one wants to sit in wet clothing." she told me.

I took the clothing from her. Walking to the nearest bathroom. The reflection in the mirror showed Mom and Aunty Alice hugging. They whispered something that I could not hear. I closed the door obviously that was not a conversation I was meant to overhear.

Stripping off my clothing I was soaked to the bone. No wonder mom wrapped me in a towel the second I walked in. I peeled off my jeans and they refused to budge. Almost gave up and called for help when the jeans finally released my foot from their clutches.

I had no choice but to fully strip. Rubbing the now damp towel over my body. Trying to get it as dry as possible.

I pulled the shirt over my head. Aunty Alice did not add a bra to the garment delivery. Not that I needed one. Like all the vampire women in my family I did not deal with the issues that required humans to entrap themselves in boobie death traps.

Shit. I looked through the pile again and again. Auntie Alice also forgot panties. Not hesitating on it any longer I pulled the pants of the outfit up. They are skin tight. Much more sexy looking than any loungewear has a right to be. Knowing my Auntie this is why the robe was included to de-sex my outfit when my Dad is in the room.

I smiled taking this as her approval of my relationship with Jake. Pulling the robe over my shoulders I tied it in the most unsexy way possible. Walking down the hall I dumped my soaked clothing into the laundry hamper. Knowing that leaving it here means I will never see them again. Auntie Alice and her single wear then donate attitude.

Waking out to the main room I sat on the couch that looked out onto the lawn through the big glass window. Mom came and sat beside me as we waited for the boys to stop their staring match and join us.