Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter Forty-Nine: Sweet tea and wishing for boring
I walked into the living room, making my way to the windows and throwing them open so that the room could air out. It smelled of
sex and sweat God, I was still so embarrassed that Scott and mom had walked in on me having sex with Ryan and Jason. Well, I
mean we had all gotten off but the sentiment was the same. Ryan had still been balls deep inside of me and Jason had just
come in my mouth.
My face felt all hot still and I knew that it was going to take me forever to get over it. This wasn’t how I had planned for them to
meet my mates. I mean, I still hadn’t known if we would ever get to the point of me introducing them and suddenly that choice
had been taken away from me by a surprise visit.
It felt like so many choices had been taken away from me lately. Now, I knew so many secrets that I hadn’t been prepared to
deal with. So I guess that made things a little better, or at least easier to take.
Mom walked past me, heading into the kitchen. The door to the fridge opened and I finished getting the windows open. I was just
trying to delay the awkward meeting that I was about to walk into and I knew that but I really was nervous to face Scott now that I
knew about him being a shifter. I wasn’t even going to try to think about what he had walked into. The state that my stepdad and
mom had seen me in.
It was too much. I was ready for things to calm down and get boring. Boring was something that I would never scoff at again. The
more ! thought about it, the more that I realized that I wanted that with Ryan, Jason, Travis, and Gideon. Well, after Gideon
claimed me and Ryan got over his feelings about it.
I wanted to have boring moments with them sitting on the couch and watching movies. Things could turn steamy and that
wouldn’t be something that I would be upset with. I was ready for it though, long nights and days with them. Years of just learning
one another.
I could hear mom moving about the kitchen and I knew that she would be fixing drinks for everyone. Despite the way that she
and Scott had found me with my mates. Mom had been brought up Southern and those manners still came through when
company was around. I headed into the kitchen as mom set the big glass tea pitcher onto the heavy wooden serving tray.
Blue glasses were stacked onto the tray and she had put the matching sugar bowl and honey jar onto the tray as well. They were
the glasses that mom and Scott had gotten as a wedding present from one of their friends whose name I couldn’t seem to
remember.

“Would you mind slicing up a lemon?” Mom asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.
I nodded, moving over to the basket of lemons that sat on the counter. Picking up one. I rinsed it off before grabbing the cutting
board and laying it flat on to the counter. The wood made a sharp slap against the marble counter. It was harder than I had
meant to do it. I looked at mom and her eyes were widened with, not worry, but something close to it.
“Is the tea fresh?” I asked, looking away from her as I leaned over the counter to the big butcher block and pulling out a knife.
“Yes,” Mom said and I started to slice the lemon. She paused for a long moment before speaking again. “We came up a few days
ago for the full moon.”
It felt like I had been punched in the gut. I knew that she hadn’t meant for her words to hurt me but they did.
“Was that why he would come up here so often for fishing trips?” I asked, sitting the knife down onto the cutting board and
looking over at her.
“Yes, you’ll come to find that the closer it gets to a full moon, the more growly it makes him.” She said, before sucking her lower
lip between her teeth. Her fingers traced the decorations that had been carved into the serving tray. I realized that it was a bear
carved into the wood.
How had never noticed it before? The small things like the serving tray it was like there were hints all around me. I had just been
blind to them. Or thought maybe I had thought that it was a hunting thing. Scott had always been big on hunting and fishing so I
had lumped that into his decor
“Tillie. I really am sorry for not telling you the truth.”
“I know.” i said, “I just wished that you guys had trusted me. I feel like no one trusts me anymore.”
“Oh, Til, I trust you baby. If we could do it all over again, I would have told you everything. I hated lying to you.” Her bracelet
clanged together as she pulled her fingers away from the serving tray.
“Everything?” I asked, lifting an eyebrow and her face flushed
“Well, not everything But you know what I mean.”
Jason’s voice rose and I looked away from mom over towards the closed doors.

“He sounds a little scary.” She whispered like he might hear her and for all I knew, he probably could.
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“He is, but just a little bit. He’s the alpha of his pack.” I said, “I think once you guys get to know him, you’ll like him. I hope you
guys can get to know them all when things get figured out.”
“I’d like that, baby. You know that’s all we really wanted for you? Was for you to fall in love and be treasured for who you are.”
Mom said before putting the lemon slices onto a plate and hefting it up off the counter. “Do you mind getting the doors?”
Nodding, I walked over to the heavy wooden doors, gripping the iron handles and pulling them open.