Storm
Two weeks later
It had been two weeks since we returned from France, and life had finally begun to settle back into something resembling normal.
Well… as normal as life could be when you were a Luna, surrounded by werewolves, carrying a secret pregnancy, and dealing with your daughter’s newly discovered mate.
That morning, Leah came downstairs for breakfast with a smile I hadn’t seen on her face since she had first met Mike.
She didn’t say a word.
She didn’t need to.
The moment she sat down at the table, she turned her head slightly, revealing the fresh mating mark on her neck.
For a moment, the entire table went silent.
Then Lilly squealed.
“Oh my God! You actually did it!”
Leah laughed, rolling her eyes as she pulled her hair back over her shoulder.
“Apparently, I did.”
