OLIVIA
The backyard is quiet when I get back there. Everyone is in their seats except Michael who is at the center, a mic in his hand.
"Most of you have seen me around with a pretty lady, I've heard the whispers," he says when I sit down and the attentive crowd responds with laughter. "According to your whispers, the lady is my mate and you're right so I'd like to take this time to formally introduce to you my fated mate, Samantha. Babe, come here."
Samantha stands and walks to the center just as the crowd begins to clap. She stands next to Micheal and he holds her hand, bringing it to his mouth to kiss it. I can't help but admire and wish Dillon introduced me to the pack with so much love. As if reading my mind, he rubs the top of my thigh reassuringly and leans in to kiss the side of
