I tense at his words. The next full moon? We haven't discussed our mating date yet. I thought I was supposed to be a part of that decision?
I shoot him a disgruntled look but then I decide that I'll wait until after this is over before I question him about that.
"I hope you will all give her a warm welcome to our pack. I want her to feel at home here," he finishes, then he shoots me a breath taking smile that surely would have melted me like a hot knife through butter if I wasn't still hurting due to recent events.
There are murmurs of kind words and delighted looks of the faces of the pack. Almost immediately people are lining up to greet me. They have obeyed Samuel's request without issue. None of them seems forced to be polite.
"It's nice to meet you Grace," an older woman says, sha
