"Right."
"He just married my mom," she told me.
So, he wasn't even her biological father.
"Is your real father the wolf?" I asked.
She nodded, as she walked over to the bed and grabbed her bag. I noticed then she had changed her clothes and was now wearing some dark blue jeans with a black top and a leather jacket, and some sneakers.
"Yeah," she said. "But never knew him, so before you ask me more about him, don't. I know shit. So, can we just go?"
"Lara, open the fucking door!" her stepdad yelled. "I want to know where you have been! Open the fucking door!"
Lara closed her eyes, as we listened to the hard pounding on the door. Her whole body did these small jumps, and I hated to see how scared she was. I wasn't much the forgiving type, and if she didn't want to put him in his place, I would gladly do it, but it didn't seem like she wanted me to do that either. She was a complicated one, this little half-blood.
"Please, let us just go," she said.
She walked over to the window and opened it, before throwing one leg outside.
"Are you coming?" she asked.
"Lara!" her stepdad shouted again.
"I really would much rather strangle the fucker, but fine. If that is what you want, little wolf."
"That is what I want," she said.
"You're sure you got everything?"
She nodded and then jumped outside. I followed her shortly after, just as the door was forced open a little. Just enough for her stepdad to poke his head inside and see us escape through the window.
"Fuck!" Lara said and started to run towards the car.
I followed right behind her, and we reached the car, just as her stepdad came storming outside, wearing nothing but a pair of pants, and he looked like he was out for blood.
"Come on! Let us go!" she said and got inside the car.
I was about to get inside the car, but then changed my mind and closed the door.
"What the hell are you doing?" I heard her yell from inside the car.
I took a few steps forward and waited for her stepdad to catch up to us, and then when he got close enough, faster than he could anticipate, I grabbed him by the throat, before I pulled one of my guns free and pressed it against his forehead. The man quickly turned from angry to really fucking scared, almost pissing-himself-scared, and it was just so funny to watch.
"Now, I will be taking your daughter with me," I said, seeing the way he had a hard time meeting my eyes. "And you won't ever fucking see her again. Why? Because she is fucking mine. If you as much as even think a bad thought about her, I will come back and kill you, and I don't think anyone will stop me. Do you?"
He didn't say anything, so I pressed the gun even harder against him.
"Answer me?"
He shook his head, and I smiled pleased.
"Good. Now get back inside, and don't follow us. I will know if you do."
I pushed him away, so he stumbled a few steps back, and then I turned away, before getting in the car. I couldn't help the cruel smile on my lips, even if Lara was pissed at me, and just turned the car on before driving out of there and right to the airport.
Chapter 17
-Lara-