Meredith shook her head. “I can’t, Mom. Even if I liked any of the guys at school, I’m cursed.”
“It’s your duty to the pack to find a mate. I don’t care who you pick, but pick someone. And soon. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, Mom. I understand.”
This was messed up. Didn’t Meredith’s mother care about what her daughter wanted at all?
Her mother passed her a binder. “What’s this?”
“Possible matches.”
Yuck. She had an actual binder of men.
“All of the potential mates in there have been advised of your situation and are willing to take you on as is.”
Jesus. As is? What was she, a car?
“Meredith!” I yelled. “Show me something relevant. I need to know how I can help you! Please!”
The light came so fast that I couldn’t block my eyes. No sobbing to warn me this time.
I blinked, trying to
