Nita
Nita hadn’t had a female friend before. And now, as she watched her new cousin-in-law approach, she’d already caught herself envying Arabella; the woman seemed to have it all. Friends, a loving mate and a successful career. Though Nita supposed that at least she had one of those things. Except that she didn’t. Vic wasn’t her mate, she had to try and remember that.
“Hi, sorry I’m late,” she said, taking a seat opposite Nita.
“It’s no problem, Arabella,” Nita replied with a weak smile.
“My friends call me Ari,” the other woman responded kindly, brushing down her suit skirt as she did. “Just came from work,” she added needlessly. It was the middle of the week, and it wasn’t like the other shifters had known she was coming.
“What exactly is it that you do?” Nita asked, genuinely curi
