Rory
Not for the first time, Rory wondered why she"d agreed to this. Alden had worn her down and convinced her to have dinner with him, Bjorn and Arabella, who"d insisted on being called Ari the moment they"d been introduced. So now she was sat at a kitchen island, glass of wine in hand, watching the auburn-haired fox shifter organise a small banquet. She"d offered to help, but Ari had waved her off almost instantly.
Rory was still a little in awe of their home, especially as neither Bjorn or Ari were much older than she was. While it was hard to age shifters, much like it was for most paranormals, Alden had told her that the two of them were in their early thirties. Their flat was at least twice the size of her own, with an open plan living space and kitchen, and the kind of touches tha
