Thanks to them, my dinner wasn’t the quiet, lonely affair I’d been dreading.
By “them,” I meant the whirlwind of people who’d descended into the house as if the Moon Goddess herself had sent them to keep me from curling up in bed with my thoughts. My mother and Mandy had announced—without the faintest trace of subtlety—that they’d be staying here until after the mating ceremony. Mandy had even winked at me like we were co-conspirators in some grand plot.
Orion arrived before dinner, still smelling faintly of the crisp air and pine from Black Moon territory. He’d told me he’d try to be here as much as possible once his work was wrapped up—understandable, considering he’d already been away from his own pack for a week for Mandy’s delivery and recovery in Willow Pack.
When Amara and Troy s
