Jezebel's Lion(35)

“He is something,” Samuel whispered.

Brandon watched his mother step forward. “He showed you this so you will believe what we have to tell you. I will tell you and let my son stay in this form as a reminder.”

His mother explained everything. Brandon settled in and relaxed against his mate. When the explaining of what being a mate meant and that Jezebel was his, Jezebel’s father and brothers didn’t stay quiet. They yelled their no.

Brandon’s father, who’d stayed quiet the whole time, stepped forward and snarled. “I understand your concern, but speak to my mate the way you have been again and I will show you what we can do. Got it?” His father’s eyes flashed gold, and the men nodded.

Brandon’s mother smiled down at him and then looked to Jezebel’s mother. “I know what we have told you and shown you is a lot to take in. You daughter is very lucky to be alive. Last night she was at a club with Travis and Zeck, who are still in critical condition. The club was a boogieman nest. Your daughter cannot be controlled, or have her life drained from her, thanks to her being mated, but she still went in without protection. The condition she is in is because she fought to save herself and her friends before help could come. We shifters don’t go anywhere by ourselves. We know the dangers.” He mother sighed. “I know Jezebel is your baby, but she is eighteen. Now we could have not told you anything and just helped Jezebel when she was ready to move out and so on, but Jezebel wanted you to be told. She wants to do what’s right and not leave you in the dark.” His mother smiled at Jezebel. “You have a wonderful daughter and should be proud. Now I think I have covered everything. You may now ask questions one at a time.”

“Brandon, could you please change back?” Jezebel’s mother said.

Standing, he nodded his lion head. Then he stretched letting the change take a hold of him. Brandon stood before them naked. His mother passed him clothes, and he slipped into them. He then picked Jezebel up and set her on his lap nuzzling her neck as she eased herself back on him and wiggled to get comfortable. “How you doing, beautiful?”

“Good. I needed to hear it all a second time.”

“The mate thing explains a lot,” Jezebel’s mother said. Brandon turned to look at her. “All you have to do is look at my daughter and your son when they are in a room. They are like magnets. I’ve never seen my daughter like this with anyone else, even when she had a crush on your brothers.” Jezebel groaned and buried her face into his chest. “Jezebel, how do you feel about all this?”

Brandon really liked Jezebel’s mother. She was the first to ask about Jezebel.

“I like knowing I’m special. That I’m everything to someone. He makes me feel like no one is more beautiful, sexy, and cared for. No one has ever been interested in me before, but he makes me feel like everyone thinks I’m gorgeous. I never thought I’d have that.”

“Oh honey, why would you think that?”

“Look at the people around us. I see people with perfect genetic makeup every day. I go to school with them. We live close to them. Not all of them are nice like the Prides. I’m not athletic like my brothers. I’m not popular, and before a couple of months ago I didn’t really have any female friends. I was okay with that before him, but he’s shown me I want more. I deserve more.”

Brandon felt his heart burst at his mate’s confession. Her mother had tears running down her cheeks as she got up and came to them and leaned down to hug his mate. “Honey, you do deserve that. You deserve everything. If you are happy and I can be promised of your safety I give my blessing.”

“Thank you. I said I would spend Christmas at home. He is going to spend the days up until Christmas and until I’m ready to move wooing me. Movies, dinners, and just getting to know each other.”

Jezebel’s mother looked at him and nodded. Her father and brothers were quiet. Brandon glanced to them to see guilty looks on her brothers’ faces as what he’d told them about the girls they’d brought and how Jezebel finally felt sank in. Her father just looked between his daughter, wife, and him and looked stricken.

Brandon knew the next couple of days were going to be hell waiting for Jezebel to agree to move in with him. Brandon would do it though. Jezebel deserved to feel wooed and special.





Chapter Ten



Jess looked in the mirror. The purple bruises had faded and were now a light yellow. Thanks to her new healing abilities, from being mated to a shifter, she was healing ten times faster than she usually would. Today she was spending the day with Brandon, and he was taking her bowling and ice skating. She was looking forward to both. She liked bowling, but had never really been ice skating. He’d given her the day yesterday to relax, think everything over, and recover. He’d come over with Chinese for dinner for everyone and then sat and watched a movie.