“You didn’t have to get me anything.”
Amber smiled and I couldn’t help but see the buck-toothed pup she’d once been. “You’re going to love it. It’s from Maine. I got Momma some stuff, too. But we’ll drop it off on our way back home.”
“I’m sure I will. And so will she,” I said as Bryant handed me a drink. Rachel wasn’t here this year, choosing to stay with Danielle in upstate New York for the first winter holiday with the new pup. I couldn’t believe she was old enough to be a grandmother already. Having my own pups around was still a dream for me.
I eyed Fallon’s smooth belly as I sipped the glass of peppermint bullshit Bryant mixed up.
One day. My wolf grinned, happy with the warmth and laughter in the room.
Fallon caught my eyes and c****d her head to the side as if she’d heard my be
