Adam
*Thursday*
"It's good to finally see you," my mother said nostalgic and took me into a hug.
"How have you been? I heard you found your mate. What's her name? Is she beautiful? Where is she from?"
When did she find out about Emma? I hate gossip. I wanted to tell my mother myself.
"I have been good, mother. Her name is Emma and, yes, she is very beautiful. She is from Delaware, Dover."
"That's cute. When will I meet her?"
"Today. She is upstairs, asleep. She turned yesterday and it wore her out."
"Now that I know that she is upstairs, I am so eager to meet her. I will have to buy her something, make dinner and invite the whole pack," she stated, excited, and clapped her hands.
I knew this would happen.
"Mother, please stop. No one knows I have found my mate. Well, not
