When illness took my mother a year after Shay joined the pack, she had been firmly by my side, silently supportive, and we’d been best friends ever since. Even Leigh, who couldn’t be more opposite with her need to talk a mile a minute and love of flirting with the unmated males, would defend her tooth and nail. We were bonded, and there was no two ways about it.
The whole situation made me feel like the worst friend. I had been so wrapped up in my weird situation-ship with Kane that I hadn’t begun to think about how Shay would handle all the forced time with so many men.
The shell of my best friend standing in front of me, though, pushed everything else out of my mind.
I tapped Leigh on the back of the arm while we waited in line for lemonades. She looked over Shay’s head at me, so I le
