Chasing His Scentless Mate (Caroline) novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96: Chapter 96 Standing My Ground

Caroline’s POV

After they left, I tucked Liam into bed, kissing his forehead as he drifted off clutching the stuffed wolf Draven had brought him. When I returned to the living room, my parents were waiting with knowing smiles and warm cups of tea.

"So," Dad began, "were you planning to tell us that the man pursuing you is an Alpha? Not just any Alpha, but the Alpha of Storm Valley Pack?"

I almost choked on my tea. "Dad—"

"Draven was very forthcoming," Mom added, her eyes twinkling. "He mentioned he wants you to join his pack... as his Luna."

I set my cup down carefully. "We’re still figuring things out."

Dad’s expression grew serious."Baby girl, do you understand what this means? When an Alpha chooses someone, it could be for life."

"I know," I whispered, feeling Rory stir inside me. She’d been ecstatic since Draven’s visit, almost singing with joy.

"He told us everything," Mom said gently. "About the misunderstanding, how you left, and how desperately he’s been trying to make things right."

Dad nodded. "He spoke very highly of your skills too. Said you were exceptional during the Thorne Enterprises financial audit. That you have natural leadership qualities."

"He said that?" I couldn’t help the small smile that formed.

"Caroline," Mom reached for my hand, "I know you’ve struggled with being an scentless wolf. But being Beta’s daughter means you’ve had training most pack females never receive. Don’t let your insecurities hold you back from becoming the Luna you were clearly born to be."

"You’ve always been stronger than you give yourself credit for," Dad added. "The way Draven looks at you and Liam... that’s not something an Alpha fakes."

Rory was howling in agreement inside me. "See? Even they can tell he’s perfect for us!"

"His wolf, Alaric, sounds quite taken with you too," Dad continued with a knowing smile. "Draven mentioned he’s been quite difficult to control since you left."

"Rory’s been the same," I admitted, feeling my cheeks warm.

Mom squeezed my hand. "Love like that doesn’t come along often, sweetheart. Don’t let pride or fear stand in your way."

I took a deep breath. "I’m trying. It’s just... after everything with Marcus, I’m scared."

"Speaking of that worthless excuse for a wolf," Dad growled, "we ran into his father at the market last week."

"Oh?" I said, slightly interested.

"That marriage is a disaster," Mom said, shaking her head. "Selina doesn’t know how to do anything around the house. Her mother goes over daily just to make sure they eat something besides takeout."

"That would explain his disheveled appearance," I murmured, thinking of our encounter.

Dad scoffed. "He’s turned to drinking, from what I hear. Started chasing other women too—including some eighteen-year-old receptionist at his new job. Your uncle mentioned Marcus verbally abuses Selina constantly, telling her she’s fat, calling her horrible names, even suggesting the baby isn’t his."

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