“I’m keeping my options open,” I covered the lie with a truth so she couldn’t smell it. My wolf might be obsessed with Ranger, but she didn’t always know what was best for us. And besides, mating was a two-way street. If–and that was a big if–I liked him or even wanted to get mated, it was highly improbable that he’d want to mate with someone like me.
“That’s good,” Edith said. “Getting attached to anyone this early in the season isn’t smart. I wouldn’t want you to get your heart broken if things didn’t work out.”
She said it so sweetly that I tried to think of some kind of friendly response to show her I cared too, like those motivational posters to “keep calm and carry on” or “you deserve the world, Queen,” but I was drawing a blank.
“This is bullshit!” Fallon was growling as she came
