Amber When my dad texted me that I needed to go down to the conference room, I was worried. I still hadn’t told him or my mom about Jamar and I. Mate markings were not something that would be taken lightly. I felt conflicted. On one hand, Jamar and I were mates. Us marking and mating with each other shouldn’t be a problem. On the other hand, I had done it in their home. My dad had already compromised by allowing us to have rooms on the same floor. Jamar tried to calm me down, but I could tell that he was nervous too. I finally worked up the nerve to leave my mate and go face the wrath of my parents. When I made it to the conference room and opened the door, I was surprised. Instead of my mom and dad sitting at the table, I saw Aliana and her mom. I started to turn and walk out. “Wait. We

