Wyatt by Miranda Lynn

Author:Miranda Lynn [Lynn, Miranda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-04T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Stephen sat back, patting his slightly rounded stomach, and threw a dazzling smile my mom’s way. “That was wonderful, Mrs. Seraphim.”

“Why thank you, young man.” She blushed as she finished clearing off the table. I stood and grabbed the placemats and napkins to follow her. This was our routine. She cooked and set the table, and I helped clean up and put away. Mom took the cloth out of my hand and shooed me away. “I’ll get it tonight, Natalie. I am sure you young people have better things to do.”

“Actually, I do have some things to talk to Natalie about if you really don’t mind.”

Mom ate up the charm Stephen was laying on. I rolled my eyes at him over my shoulder as I handed the table linens to Mom.

“Not at all. You two go on outside. I’ll bring dessert out shortly.” Mom turned and gave me a little push as she spoke.

I settled on the swing that had hung on our front porch since I was little. The wood was worn and in need of another restoration. This swing had been every color of the rainbow over the years, the most current a ruddy gray that Mom had fallen in love with. Now it was sun faded and flaking beneath my hands as I sat. Stephen chose to sit on the top step and leaned against the post at an angle toward me. I stared at the quiet street, listening to the squeak of the chains on the swing as a push of my foot put it in motion. The creaks were comforting and gave me something to focus on beside the wolf in humans’ clothing sitting before me. My hands fidgeted as I waited to hear what he wanted to say.

“Natalie, I need to ask you a question that may sound weird,” Stephen said.

I shrugged my shoulders. “Okay.” I was starting to get used to people asking weird questions.

“Have you been having dreams?”

“Yeah, doesn’t everyone?” His question sent my heart racing, wondering if somehow he knew. Maybe he could tell me what they meant. I couldn’t blurt it out right away, so I chose caution until I heard everything he had to say.

“No, Nat, I mean dreams that have stayed the same over the years until recently. Dreams that pull you in and stay with you when you wake. Dreams driving you to find something just out of reach.” He scooted across the step, bringing himself within touching distance, and leaned forward, waiting for my answer.

“Maybe.” I drew the word out. Even though Mom trusted Stephen, I still wasn’t sure how much I could share with him. I know he’s a shifter and something called an omega, which has to do with feelings or something, but beyond that I knew nothing about him.

He relaxed back a bit, seeing my hesitation, and spread his hands on his legs palms up. “I don’t want to hurt you, and I’m not crazy. Every shifter has a gift of some sort.

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