A little anxiety stirs in me at the comparison to dad and mom – because they feel just so right together.
And Jackson? I…just met him.
And Luca?
They’re both important, my wolf says, prancing gleefully at the thought of them. And very good looking.
Easy for you to say, I murmur, swatting her playfully in the rump. She spins in a circle and then trots off, spirits high.
“All right,” Rafe sighs, hanging his head a little with a big sigh. “I’ll try to be nicer. Though it will not be easy.”
I smile, starting to thank him, but a knock comes out the door.
“Go pee somewhere else, Jesse,” Rafe says, his voice exhausted.
“Thanks so much for the advice, Rafe,” Jesse replies, dry, “but actually our uniforms are here.”
“Oh!” I say, standing up and eagerly pulling on my cap. Rafe gets to his
