My Mate Sent Me To Prison I Return As His Nightmare novel Chapter 104

I was nervous to see my grandfather, Wyatt told me that the whole Lafayette family was in the city and wanted to see Lucas and me 

 I was wearing a black dress that shaped me nicely and high heels. My long hair was straightened and falling to my back. Chloe did my make-up as I liked and I looked in the mirror. 

"How do I look?" I asked, I was still nervous about meeting that part of my family. 

"Extremely beautiful, my lady," The young woman answered. I went downstairs and found Lucas already dressed. He looked dashing in black jeans and a white shirt.

"Do you like my new airforce shoes," 

"They look the same as the pairs you own," I told him. He scowled. 

"We'll they are different, Wyatt, you see that, right?" he asked. Wyatt spoiled Lucas with a lot of designer brands.  

"Yes," My mate answered, he extended his hand to me and I took it, 

"My love, you look beautiful," Wyatt kissed my lips. 

"Is it not too much?" I asked. 

"You're absolutely perfect," I smiled at his compliment. We went to the car and in thirty minutes, we arrived at a huge mansion.

"You good?" I asked Lucas and he nodded. I held unto my mate's arms and he kissed my temple. 

"You're nervous," he said. 

 " I am, please don't leave my side, babe," Wyatt only nodded at my request. The car door opened and my mate stepped out first, then helped me. A few feet from us were about a dozen people. They were dressed well and looked like they were about to take a family picture.

"I didn't know they are a lot," I whispered. 

"The Lafayette family is an empire. A huge one," he said.

 The men were tall and good looking while the ladies were really beautiful, they had all sorts of skin tones and about two more had silver hair. The family was intimidating. I could see the patriarch of the family by his stance. My grandfather, Alaric, was a man in his early seventies yet one could mistake him to be in his forties, werewolves aged slowly. He was tall, strong, and easy on the eyes with his gray hair. 

"Lucas, are you okay?" 

My brother chuckled, " I'm fine, you need to just breath, and relax," 

I held his hand and nodded. We approached the family. My grandfather stepped forward and bowed politely, it didn't feel right with me but I remembered royal protocol. Despite his status, Wyatt and I were higher in rank. He cupped my face and smiled at me, 

"Welcome to your home, my beloved grandchild," he said and kissed my forehead gently, I shivered with happiness. He kissed Lucas too and welcomed him in the same cheerful tone.

"I'd like to propose a toast, to Adira and Lucas, we are blessed and pleased to have you with us," Everyone raised their glasses. Alaric sighed and had a faraway look in his eyes

"And to my beloved children; Benedict, and his lovely wife Meryl who is watching over us right now, and not forgetting, my baby girl, Gracious Lafayette," he smiled and everyone cheered before drinking. 

The entire evening was emotional for me, everyone told me stories about my parents. They were quite mischievous and loving towards each other, they crossed borders to be with one another and when Alaric saw that they couldn't stop their love, he decided to accept it, however, my mother's parents were stubborn and decided to marry her off to someone, and that's when the two lovers thought to flee and leave everything behind. Lucas' biological mother, my father's little sister later followed them because she too fell for a man she couldn't be with. No one knew him though. 

After dinner, my grandfather gave us rings that had the family's insignia on them. It was such a joyous moment. 

"Alaric, who told you about me?" I asked, we were standing by the balcony away from everyone else. 

"Corey sent me an email. I decided to reach out after I did an investigation," he told me, he was looking at me with warm eyes that made me smile. He did look like my father.

"I'm sorry that I didn't know about you sooner. For so long I looked for my children but they were good at hiding. I regret not accepting their bond sooner," he exhaled sharply, looking pained. He took a sip of his drink and continued, " Things would have been so different if I did," 

"Well, we are here now," I said, taking his hand. 

"Indeed," he smiled and kissed my cheek. 

"Let's go back to the other before-" he stopped talking, and gripped his chest with his hand, before slowly falling to his knees. Blood dampened his tunic and before I could comprehend anything, Wyatt was taking me away from the balcony.