Unforgiven (Wanderers #3) Read Online Free

“Ella,” she said in a
voice letting me know I needed to back down.
    “Gran,” Josef said, taking her hand and pulling her
back. “Enough of this. You know they are not a threat.” She made a
noise then shuffled her feet back to her chair. “Please, have a
seat. I apologize for my grandmother. She has a hard time trusting
people.”
    “Clearly,” I said, rubbing my hand and narrowing my
eyes at her. She just smiled. “I think we should go.” I gestured
for my friends to hurry up and make a quick exit out of there
before we ended up taking the whole house down.
    “Please, don’t go,” Josef begged.
    “You’re the one my grandson talked about,” the old
woman said, making me stop in my tracks.
    “Grandson?” Josie asked confused, looking at
Josef.
    I looked over my shoulder and into the eyes of the
elderly woman. I knew exactly who she was talking about. “Tristan,”
I said breathlessly. Everything clicked in that moment. “You’re
Tristan’s grandmother. That’s why I recognized the garden.” She
eyed me suspiciously. “That’s why I am here, to find him. You know
don’t you. You know he’s still alive.”
    She didn’t say yes, but I could see it in her eyes
that she believed. “My child, you have a very generous heart, a
little too generous. If you’re not careful with it, it will break.”
She smiled like she knew some big secret I didn’t. “Josef.” She
signaled for him to help her up. He did as she asked and walked her
in to the next room.
    “Wait, where the hell are you going?” I said annoyed.
“What just happened?” I was so confused. First she knocks me on my
ass. Then challenges me to a powers duel – which I clearly won –
she mumbles some cryptic bullshit about me having a big heart and
then walks away? No. That was not acceptable.
    I stomped after her only to have the Caleb stop me.
“It’s late,” he said.
    “But I have so many questions,” I argued.
    “I know, but they will have to wait until
tomorrow.”
    I looked at my watch. “But it’s only eight
o’clock.”
    Caleb grabbed my wrist. “Where did you get this?” he
asked, examining the watch.
    “It’s Tristan’s, it was a gift.”
    He rubbed his thumb over the watch and I swear he was
fighting back tears. “This was my dad’s watch,” he said softly.
    “I’m sorry. I –”
    “It’s okay,” he smiled. “You need it more than I do
right now,” he said, patting my hand. I shook my head not
understanding. “Come back tomorrow. We’ll have breakfast and
talk.”
    “Oh um…” I looked to my friends on how to answer.
    “I insist and so would Deidre,” he said kindly.
“Tomorrow morning I will help you with anything you need to help
find my grandson. I believe you were brought here for a reason,
that all of this was not just a coincidence.”
    “Thank you,” I said at a loss for words.
    “Tomorrow than.” He nodded and we headed for the
door. I waved goodbye and followed my friends out to the car.
    “Hey, wait up a second!” Josef called, running up to
us. I stopped and turned around. “Um,” he blushed. “Are you guys
really going to come back for breakfast?” he asked hopeful.
    “I, well…” I wasn’t sure.
    “Don’t let my gran scare you off. She’s just stuck in
her old ways. I promise if you guys come back we’ll try to keep her
on her best behavior,” he smiled sweetly.
    “I’ll have to let you know,” I said, not able to make
any promises. I knew I would be crazy not to come back. This was
Tristan’s family, but I had a bad feeling Deirdre wouldn’t be much
help.
    “Well in case you decide to,” he pulled his phone
from his back pocket and handed it to me. “Give me your number and
then I can text you mine. You know in case you decide you need some
help.”
    “Smooth, kid,” I heard Billy whisper. I turned back
to see Josie elbow him.
    “Yeah, okay,” I said, ignoring them. I typed my
number in and handed back his phone.
    “Great,” he smiled.