Page 17 of Unknowingly Being his Brat

“Have you seen Cass?” Jeremy asked, rushing over to where Milo was slowly approaching us.

“No? Shouldn’t he be here?” Milo asked, looking genuinely confused.

“He should be, yes,” Paul replied. “But he suddenly had to leave out of nowhere. Would that be something you know about?”

Milo frowned. “Why would I know about it?”

Before Paul could say something hurtful, I interjected. “We should wait outside for when he shows up.”

Jeremy was the first one out, pacing in front of our packhouse. I felt sorry for him. This was his claiming ceremony, but he had no idea what had happened to Cass.

No one spoke as we waited for another thirty minutes.

But then, we all heard it. The faint sound of car tires.

Jeremy’s head snapped up, locking in place at the direction the sound came from. We all did. Waiting with bated breath for Cass to show up.

I didn’t know enough about Cass to guess where he’d gone, so my guess was either family issues, or a last-minute gift.

It turned out that Cass’ father had showed up asking for him in the neighboring town. The Brown Pack owned an animal shelter there and somehow Cass’ father had found Cass’ location because he’d adopted a cat from them. Cass seemed friendly with the other pack and they had called him, causing him to drive there.

Silas, the Brown Pack Alpha, and his packmate, had escorted Cass back to our pack. Silas had hit Cass’ father to knock him out and another male shifter from their pack was currently dumping Cass’ father somewhere.

Jeremy was thanking Silas for protecting Cass and led them inside to eat with us. I followed close behind, still not fully trusting the other pack. They had, after all, kidnapped Cass according to Oric.

I sat down with Jeremy, Cass, Paul, Milo, Silas, and Silas’ packmate, with the latter pointing excitedly to some muffins on the table.

“Is this my recipe?” he asked Cass with abeaming smile.

“It is!” Cass confirmed. “I added some rainbow sprinkles to the batter, you know, to make it more festive.”

What was happening?

“I love that!” he gushed, taking a careful nibble of his muffin.

“Um,” Milo said, eying the man with a confusion I felt myself.

“Oh,” he said, blushing. “I’m Greg.”

“Milo,” Milo replied, smiling kindly at him.

I wanted to growl at this Greg and all of his beefy muscles.

“Milo,” Silas said, pronouncing the name like they were in a freaking porno. “I like that name.”

Yeah, I bet you do, you fucking chihuahua.

Milo was blushing as he stared back at this Silas guy, forcing a growl out of me. Silas then winked atmyMilo, but before I could intensify my growling, Milo winked back…

I was shocked to be honest. He was being downright cruel to me, flirting right in front of me. Was he truly planning on seeing Silas? Or was this just to mess with me?

“So,” Jeremy said, chuckling awkwardly. “Is Cass’ father going to be a problem?”

We continued to eat with them, Jeremy even offered a truce between our packs, making us allies. It seemed Cass had made true friends for something that had seemed impossible to happen.

Then Paul had announced that their new claiming ceremony would happen in a week from now, which both men grumbled angrily about.

I watched Milo walk off with Silas, silently stewing in anger as they left the packhouse and went outside.Alone! My wolf wouldn’t just let this Silas guy take my mate right in front of me, so I followed, keeping my distance. They reached the start of the forested area, but that was where Milo stopped. Silas reached his hand up to caress Milo’s cheek, then said something so quietly I couldn’t pick up on it, not even with my enhanced hearing. Milo smiled back, looking relieved and happy. It broke me to see it. I hid behind a tree, not wanting them to spot me out there watching them like a creep.