Meeting Her Folks 2 of 2

Manny☆ & Keya♡ P.O.V

The ☆ represents Manny's POV as the♡ represents Keya's POV. Please enjoy!

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After the tour, one of my aunts asks Manny, "How can we be sure that you really love our niece? And you're not just some young sugar daddy that wants to use her and toss her away like trash?!" she says, eyeing him with a serious glare and her hands on her hips. I was standing in front of him and decided to show them his tattoo of my name. I grab a fistful of his shirt and lift it up my fingertips, teasing the smooth hard flesh of his lick-able abdomen. He groans, his eyes close and his abs flex as he inhales sharply. He looks down at me with dark grey eyes filled with lust and bites his lip then says quietly, "You'll pay for that later, Mate!" I gulped hard. That sounds like Kane! I quickly step to the side so that they can see the tattoo. To which they ogle at awestruck and one of my aunts even tries to touch it. But I wasn't having that crap! I frowned and smacked her hand exclaiming, "Hey, hands off, he's mine!" I nearly growled at her but caught myself reminding myself that she's my aunt. They asked him about his last girl and why it didn't work out. To which I didn't care about because it's past crap and it doesn't matter. But he surprisingly answers them, saying,

"My only girlfriend, Angie, was in my high school years and we were together all four years. But she just went out with me for status. Not because she actually cared for me. And I was just excited to finally have a girlfriend, as most females were scared of me. To her, I was the hottest, most popular, and trendiest guy in school. She was very materialistic, and I Always wore the newest brand name clothes. My mom always made sure that I had the best of everything. I never wanted for anything, if I wanted it I got it. I even started buying her expensive things. I didn't mind because she was my girl. I never pressured her into anything or forced her to do anything against her will."

He shrugs, then frowns, saddened. "I've always craved for.. a family of my own. But she didn't want the things that I wanted. She didn't want to settle down or have kids." He closed his honey brown eyes like it hurt him remembering what happened. He took some deep breaths before continuing. "When I found that out, I just let her go. It was the night of our Prom. I felt used and didn't want to be in a relationship like that anymore. So then I graduated less than a month later and went to the Marines. I haven't been with anyone since her," he smiles at me, "and then I met My Keya a month after I returned home. And now that I have her, I don't want or need anyone else. She's perfect, and she's all Mine!"

He softly caresses my face, neck, and collarbone with his rough right index finger. He looks down at me with such intense admiration and possession. That I feel those butterflies in my tummy and a delicious chill down my spine. I had laid my palms flat on his massive chest. He was sooo warm. "Thanks, Papi, and I am yours, as you are mine!" I say slowly, my head tilting slightly to the side, my eyebrow raised and with the same intensity as him. But a long, loud whistle from my uncle broke the moment up. Ugh, mood killer! I glare at him as he just chuckles, walking away.

"I'm hungry. Do you wanna go out on the patio to eat, Mami?" I nod, "Yeah, that's cool." He carries me outside with all my little cousins and siblings running pass us when my brother Kinte (Tey), 7 asks, "Keya what's this?" Manny put me down and I walk over to where Tey, is looking at something in the grass. And I see four huge paw prints smashed in the grass where Manny turned into Kane! I gasp. My mind started racing. How do I explain this?! Then, to my complete surprise, shock and horror, Manny says quite calmly with a serious look on his face, "I'm a werewolf and those are the paw prints of my wolf." 'GASPS!' WHAT THE HELL?!