“It has been one month since the death of Stella Gaffney, and the only time anyone sees Nikki is for training. I am beginning to really worry about her,” Mom stated as she hung her lab coat by the door.
“Mom, she says she’s busy with Frankie. I don’t really question it. They are hoping to be fated mates,” I replied, setting her plate on the dinner table.
“Jonas, you are not the most observant person. Haven’t you noticed how often you see Frankie around the territory, and you don’t see Nikki with him?” she chastised.
“Well, now that you mention it, maybe?” I replied, feeling my face flush red in embarrassment. “Okay, Mom, you got me. I am a terrible friend, and Nikki is avoiding me. Maybe it is just me, though. I will call Charity and Silvie and see how much she is hanging around with
