My mate, My exception novel Chapter 22

"Well Jen, ready to meet my family?" he doesn't wait for my answer before he pulls me through the door.

ATTENTION: Jackson's name is now Dylan! There were too many J names so if you see the name Dylan, try to remember that it is Jackson.

The dining room is well lit and classy. The walls are a light, dim green and only have a few picture frames hanging on them. Even without the extensive decorations, the room still looks extravagant, mostly because of the grand dining room table that sits in the middle of the room.

The table is filled with dishes; each piled high with food. Tyler sits at the head of the table, which I find slightly odd. At my house my dad sits at the head of the table. Here, Jake's dad is seated at his right hand side and his mom on Tyler's left. At the movement of us walking into the room, all three of them look up to us.

My anxiety level doubles when I feel their eyes land on me. My palms start to sweat and I feel like my heart picka up its pace in my chest.

With his arm wrapped around my waist, he pulls me farther into him. "Mom, Dad, and Tyler, this is Jen, my mate."

His mom stands up before his dad does and they make their way towards me. Jake gives me a reassuring squeeze.

His dad takes my hand and shakes it. "Hello Jen, my name is David. I'm so glad Jake had finally found you." He sounds so sincere that I almost forget how nervous I am.

After he steps back, his mother steps forward. She dodges my outstretched hand and pulls me into a hug. "I've always wanted a daughter!" She squeals. I blush at her words. "My name is Melissa, by the way."

"Okay Mom, try not to strangle her." Jake says with a chuckle.

Jake looks at Tyler expectantly and he slowly stands up from where he is sitting. He only says a few cold words.

"We need to go over this situation."

Jake snaps his head up to glare at Tyler. He tries to take a step forward but I hold his hand and refuse to let him leave me.

"There is nothing to go over." Jake growls. "The situation is under control."

Tyler shakes his head and continues his stare off with Jake. I shift on my feet from side to side. I'm not sure what situation Tyler is talking about, but I remind myself to ask Jake later. They are still in a staring competition when Jake's mom speaks up.

"Jacob, your girl looks like a deer caught in headlights." She doesn't say it unkindly but my cheeks slowly form a blush.

I shut my mouth and hand my head. Great, now I've ticked Jake off too.

Once out of the front door, which Jake slammed shut might I add, we get into his Jeep. He starts it and flies out of the driveway like we are in some sort of a car chase.

"Jake?" I ask, weakly.

"What?" He snaps at me. I shrink back into my chair by the tone of his voice.

"I'm sorry." I quietly say.

He grimaces and his face immediately softens. "Don't be sorry, I should be apologizing to you. I knew Tyler would be an ass about this whole thing." Jake says, sounding shameful. "I asked my parents about sitting down to dinner with us tonight, but of course when Tyler comes home they need to bow down to his feet."

"So is it me?" I ask. "Am I the one Tyler was talking about, am I the situation?" I mentally panic as the words leave my own mouth. What have I done? Is whatever I did going to mess up Jake's life?