Chapter 282 Jake

After sorting a car to drive us back into the pack, knowing Rose would likely not be impressed with having to walk all the way down to the packhouse, let alone my house, we were now approaching the main pack area. I can see her looking out of the car window taking in the pack. We have barely spoken since getting into the car. I truthfully do not know what to say to her. Plus, I don't feel like talking. It is terrible, I know. This is my mate. My fated mate. She has traveled across half the world to be with me. I should be as giddy with excitement as my wolf is, yet instead I feel full of nerves and uncertainty and I don't know what to do or what I want. I don't think that is a good sign. Not what I expected being with my fated mate would be...
“Oh, I suppose the pack is quite pretty” Rose said, looking once more out of the window of the car.
Her accent is quite cute, I have to say, but yet I can’t stand the sound of her voice. How does that even work?! And what the hell is she on about? Our pack is quite pretty? Our pack is beautiful. One of the nicest in the country, I believe. I swear if she is going to be looking down her nose and being judgemental about everything, then she is going to bug the hell out of me, and very quickly too.