Nick
I remained quiet during the car ride back to the pack house, with Hunter at the wheel entering our territory.
Hunter described, “She was different.” and then gave me a quick sideway look.
I acknowledged with a nod and gazed out the window.
It was effortless for him to say because he had the most stunning wife in our pack, while my mother was attempting to connect me with a complete mess.
A loud sigh escaped from me.
Hunter wasn’t to blame, so I don’t understand why I directed all my anger at him. I can’t understand why my mother thought it was a good idea to arrange another lunch date with that insane she-wolf I have ever met. Initially, I declined my mother’s request, but Rebecca, the woman in question, thought it was appropriate to sit on my lap before the appetisers arrived,
