REBECCA
Two hours later, Reiner and I got in the car to go home: the pack house PR team had arrived promptly to handle the media coverage of Garrett and Jenny's mating, the crowd had been dispersed, and Jen had been taken home by Izzy—even though neither she nor Garrett particularly wanted to part ways. Or mouths.
I really didn't know what to think about the whole situation: on the one hand, I was happy that Jenny had found her mate, because it was something she had wanted for a long time—and of course, the fact that he was also the man she had a crush on was a good thing.
On the other hand, that mate was Garrett.
I sighed. Maybe I should calm down.
I knew I tended to be judgmental: I hated Garrett because he mistreated Reiner, because Sheila obviously favored him and he took advant
