Fated Human Mate novel Chapter 11

Even though I wanted the house to be cleaned I stayed clear of my dad's room because I wasn't ready to go through his things. I wanted some things to stay just as he left them. Bed unmade, clothes scattered across the room, bottles of water on his dresser next to the same cologne that he has put on every morning since I could remember.

I had cleaned the kitchen, both of the bathrooms, my bedroom, the living room and the dining room. Once I finished cleaning the house, I fixed myself a baked florentine omelet.

Since I had grown up in a restaurant my cooking skill had grown to be above average, thanks to both my dad and Jack. Even though my dad wasn't a chef he was a very good cook and helped out from time to time and even occasionally added things to the menu.

When I got done eating and cleaned my dishes. I got the dress to head to the restaurant. I took a shower and dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt with our logo on it and Nike gym shoes, I left my hair in its natural curls and decide against makeup besides a thin layer of lip balm.

When I arrived at the restaurant it was busier than it had been in a while. Since the opening of The Red Café, we weren't as busy as we use to be so I was surprised when the restaurant was packed with a line of people waiting to be seated.

"Why are we so busy?" I asked Melissa. "Not that I'm complaining," I added as I put on my apron.

"It's Mother's Day." She smiled. I nodded before getting to work.

Mother's Day wasn't a holiday that I had to celebrate since I was a child, therefore, I wasn't as familiar with the date unless it had to do with the restaurant because it was one of our busiest days.

In my younger years, it was a hard holiday to get through. I didn't understand how my mom just disappeared from my life without an explanation. As I got older I begin to not let the holiday bother me. My dad definitely helped to fill the void that she had left. But with him being dead and her showing up it did kind of bother me especially seeing all the mothers here with their children. I tried to ignore the pain and went to work.

The rush was pretty much over by the time it hit 2 p.m., we still had a few customers but there was no longer a long line. "Remember the guy that I told you about, the one who's asked about you." I nodded. "There he is." Melissa pointed behind me to a man who could potentially be the most attractive man I've ever seen. I could tell by the way he carried himself that he was a few years older than me at least in his mid-twenties.

He was tall, like taller than most basketball players, he had broad shoulders and judging by his muscular physique he mostly likely worked out every day. He has light green eyes and his hair was dark brown and he was also sporting a thick beard. I usually wasn't into guys with beards but on him, it just made him look even sexier.

"Mate!" He growled as if he was some type of wild animal.

"Well, I'll let you get back to sleep. Love you mom."

"Love you too."

After hanging up with her, I showered and got dressed in basketball shorts and a t-shirt. I headed to the backyard where the pack fighters were training. Training had started later than normal, I had given them the morning off to spend with their mom and or spouse.

"How are they doing?" I asked Tyler.

"Okay, but I think we have a couple slackers." He pointed to the three pups in the back of the yard.

It was Charlie, Jason, and Eddie, three teenage wolves that all looked hungover, they were laying on the ground under the tree. It took a lot for wolves to get drunk, because of how fast we burned things off, so for them to be hungover proves that they must have drunk a lot of alcohol. Believe me, I know. Even when I use to spend all evenings at the bar, when it came to pack work I made sure no one knew and that I was completely sober.