ADDAMS

This interview provoked what I aimed to create, Mrs. Lucas was excited and glad to see how things were going on between Whitney and me.

I could fancy how she behaved when she read the New York Times, the way Whitney accepted every assertion was the most stunning part. I was the first surprised.

Now Mrs. Lucas wanted to see us, I could think It was to hear it directly from Whitney's mouth, I hoped Whitney would repeat everything she said at this interview to her mum. Hoped she would not be ashamed to tell her mother.

Now what I waited for, was my father's reaction, this man was impermissible, I didn't know how she would behave the only thing I was aware of, is that he would not be silent after being acquainted with what was said at this interview.

I woke up early, sitting on my bed, I spent my time looking at how she slept, this girl was stunning even asleep, she remained the most beautiful girl I ever saw.

I could spend all of my time looking at her, she was bewitching.

She woke up and surprised me by looking at her, "why are you looking at me like that?" she questioned.

"You don't have to tell me what I should or shouldn't do" I retorted.

"Ohhhh..! Excuse me his majesty" she teased, the discussion was going more and more simple with her, the air wasn't sulky as she usually struggled to create, and everything was going for the best.

I went to wash my body and got ready for breakfast when I suddenly heard a knock at the door. It was my maid coming to inform me dad wanted to talk with me.

The occasion was presented to know what he was guessing, I told her to go and tell my dad I would be there in a while.

"What did he wants to tell you?" Whitney questioned. It amazed me to see how much she started getting interested in what concerned me.

"I don't know maybe he wants to talk about the New York Times" I retorted, very glad to realize how much she shew her interest in me.

"Okay," she blurted.

After showering, I climbed down the stairs to meet my father and know what he would have to tell me, I left Whitney to take her bath.

"Morning" I greeted, he was sitting with this man, Petterson. How did he dare call me with Petterson sitting there, knowing how I didn't like him?

"Morning" they both responded.

"I want to talk to you about what you are trying to create" Dad directly uttered, frowning, why did he have to get angry after everything concerning Whitney?

"What are you talking about?" I feigned not discerning what he was referring to.

"I talk about what you said at this interview" He growled.

"I don't find any problem with it," I exclaimed.

"But before talking about anything, please Petterson give me space to talk with my father" I pronounced looking at him. I didn't want to be rough then I spoke very softly and politely.

I looked at him, and he made no move, looking down at me, what was my father aiming to establish? My words were no more worth talking to him?

"Give me space to discuss with my father" I uttered this time sternly, frowning my eyebrow.

"He won't go anywhere" Dad stood against me.

How could it be possible? Why did he want to humiliate me in front of this man? My wolf started booming inside of me, I just wanted to kill him at this right moment.

"What have you done to Whitney for her to approve everything you said at this interview, which kind of deal have you done with her, why have you threatened her?" Dad inquired

"You won't receive any answer from me until this man will be in the same hall with me" I blurted, with a stern voice.

Petterson stood abruptly "Try to be respectful when you talk to the Alpha"

This action drove me crazy, what was the kind of authority he wanted to give him, as I looked at him I got angrier, I started shifting into my wolf form, and my teeth started shifting from the human form to the beast's one.

"The kind of authority you want to give him will make you regret every of your action" I expressed to my father.

Petterson was in front of me, the only reason I didn't kill him was because of Whitney's presence in the mansion, I didn't want her to see my wolf form, not now, the occasion wasn't appropriate.

"Don't forget I am in this house with you because you claimed my presence, If you don't want to see me again, I won't be there" I said pointing to dad.

"That isn't the point what I want to know, is what you have proposed to Whitney to accept all the bullshit you narrated at the press" he stated.

I couldn't believe what was happening, Dad was questioning me in front of his beta, and this kind of question with this tone,

Why have I accepted to come back home? I should have preferred to stay where I was living to avoid this kind of situation.

"He hasn't forced me about anything, I was aware of what I was saying, I am not a child, nor a weak woman who can be directed by everyone's desire" Whitney's voice sounded as she climbed down the stairs to meet us at the living room.

My wolf instantly came down after hearing her voice, my teeth recovered their human shape. This girl would surprise me day after day as if the more we spent time together the more she was not ashamed to express her sentiment toward me.

I smirked, looking at her coming to reach me, she came held my hand and then uttered
"I love him more than I express he is my soulmate, stop pretending things, everything has been thought before I pronounced it" she asserted to dad.

Her speech was the most affectionate speech I ever heard, I looked at her stunned to see if everything was ok, it was a dream becoming true.

We heard hands clapping at the door after Whitney's speech, we all whirled to see who was there and we saw Mrs. Lucas coming into the hall, with a huge smile on her lips.

She had heard everything she wanted to. She motioned toward us

"My daughter isn't a weak woman as she had said, and she doesn't have time for some childish play, then understand everything she uttered was the truth and please don't blame this young boy for making her one of the happiest woman on earth," she said, kissing Whitney forehead.

After she came and hugged me with a congratulation on what I succeeded to do, making Whitney express her feeling. I liked this dame.