Chapter 41 - Cherie

My stomach is coiled tight with nerves as I watch the gates to the BloodCrest estate swing open. I haven’t seen Creed in almost four days but last night he asked me if I still want to help out with the New Moon Festival preparations.

Stupid me who has missed him even though he called me often, obviously jumped at the opportunity to be close to him again. Now I don’t know if I should have said I was busy or made up an excuse; not that he would have believed me, though.

“Why are you so stressed out?” he asks with a smile in his tone. “I’m not the Alpha of a rabid pack, you know.”

“It’s not that!” I exclaim, and it sounds more like a squeak. “I’m just… nervous, okay? All your family members will be there, and some will probably look at me like I’m an outsider.”

Creed brings the car to a stop in front of the mansion, unclips his seatbelt, and then turns to me. “An outsider? My pack knows I’m bringing my mate here today. They’re more than excited to meet you, Cherie,” he says as if I didn’