Alyssa’s POV
“We leave you alone for two and a half hours, and you somehow managed to Mate in that time?!” Mona said, gaping at my Mate with perplexity in her eyes. She was a small thing, but had a deadly air about her, leading me to believe that she'd taken more lives than I would ever manage to save.
And she looked cute compared to the other two!
Basil sat at the table surrounded by his team, after what was probably the most awkward dinner in werewolf history. Charlie and Alex - my sister's twins - had been cautious being surrounded by strangers; perhaps even sensing they weren't werewolves despite not being old enough to shift just yet. And the meat-heads around the table hadn't helped the situation much. I knew that vampires didn't need to eat, but could. My boys had tried to offer
