Summer’s POV
Opening the front door, I tried to be as quiet as I could. I walked towards the voices in the kitchen. As I got closer, I heard mom speaking. I have missed the sound of her voice. It was even funnier that she was having a go at Gale. Growing up, he was always the one who got the blame for everything. Then again, he was the one who was always causing trouble.
“Hi mommy. Hi daddy.” The simplest word in the world. Yet their impact was immense.
I cried as my mom and dad embraced me. I never wanted them to let me go. When I introduced Dawson as my mate, mom was ecstatic that I had found my soul mate. Dad compared him to the Wolf King. Dawson tried to explain. But he was cut off by my mom having another go at Gale. Some things never change. He looked at me and rolled his eyes
