Chapter 3

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Kathleen's POV

The drive with Paul seemed to take hours. The silence was awkward and almost suffocating. Once or twice would Paul glance my way, but nothing was spoken between us. I looked out the window and watched the trees go quickly by.

Eventually though, the truck slowed down. I looked ahead of me and saw this big beautiful house. It was painted a dazzling shade of white and a stunning courtyard stretched from the big doors, with many different plants covering the walkways and shading outsiders from view. It was like a hidden house, one I'd read about in those books.

Paul parked the truck in the huge driveway and climbed out of the truck. I followed, not so gracefully, landing smartly on my bottom. Paul chuckled and held out a hand to me.

"Come on. Mom's waiting to see you." Those were 5 words I never thought I would hear in my life. Why did Paul hint that Mom was going to be nice to me. After all, Father had said that Mom had hated me all my life.

I brushed all negative thoughts aside. Maybe, just maybe, this could be a second chance. The one I secretly hoped I would be able to get. I took my big brother's hand and let him guide me into the huge white house.

"Paul." I stopped just before we entered. "What's Mom's name?" Paul looked at me, shocked.

"Didn't Dad ever tell you?" I shook my head. Paul pursed his lips. "Rayne. Her name is Rayne." Rayne. I nodded and followed him through the huge French doors.

Rayne's POV

I felt like a hyperactive toddler. I couldn't help myself. My beautiful baby girl would soon be back in my arms. After all these years without her, after all those years with that man. I hated his guts. I kept looking out the window for my tall son and his sister. I wondered if she would look like me? I had only seen her for three years in her life. I hoped she looked like me, and not her Father.

I hadn't told the pack about Kathleen yet. Oh don't be so surprised. Of course I know about the pack. My son's in there, what with him being a shape-shifter and all that. No. I decided that Paul should tell them. At least they may listen to his reasoning.

I will admit, I was shocked when Paul first phased in front of me. I'd almost fallen off the kitchen chair. I mean, wouldn't you? But afterwards, Sam had happily explained everything to me. It's still a little difficult to grasp on to sometimes.

But now, I currently sit in the lounge, watching the boring TV set. There is nothing that captures my interest. All I can think of is my baby Kat. All the cleaning is done, her bed is made up fresh and I've cooked the dinner. Now all I can do is wait.

I had originally planned to meet her outside. But I then thought it would over whelm the poor girl. I heard the roar of Paul's truck. Oh God. She was hear. Slammed doors could be heard, voices coming closer. I jumped up, then composed myself. First impressions are always good. I heard the door slide open.

"Mom. This is Kathleen. Kathleen, this is your Mom." Paul said bringing a small girl into the room. I smiled at her. Kathleen, she looked the same as she did ten years ago. Except she was never this shy. I frowned as I watched her body language.

Her eyes looked everywhere but me. I took note of the baggy clothes hanging off her limp frame. She only had one bag with her. Why is that? She's a thirteen year old. There should be at least six bags behind her. Maybe there was more in Paul's truck?

I didn't realize I'd been gawking at her, until Paul cleared his throat. I cautiously stepped closer to Kathleen, she flinched. What had that man told her? I edged closer and held out my arms.

"Kathleen. Baby." I whispered. She looked at my open arms, almost frightened. I let them fall to my sides, I was hurt she didn't want to hug me. But it was early days. I put on a friendly smile. I nod to Paul, a sign for him to let us be. He nods back, taking the hint and leaves the room, but not before Kathleen's eyes widened and her look almost begged him not to leave her alone.

Paul leaves anyway, and the two of us stand in silence. It was about 5 minutes before one of us spoke. It was Kathleen who broke the ice.

"I'm sorry." She whispered lightly. I cocked my head to the side. "I'm sorry for everything."

"Oh darling. What are you apologizing for?" She stares, confused.

"Everything...I ruined your life." She replies, not looking me in the eye. I felt anger run through me. What exactly had she been told? But I decided not to question it. Instead I opted for a huge smile.

"Well, this is a fresh new start. Welcome home Kitty Kat." Kathleen just looked up at me.

"Thanks, umm..Rayne..I mean Mom." A small smile. It's a start. Right?

Thank you for my beta-friend Becca. She is uh-mae-ziinng! Lol!