“Rain, take a breath. It sounds like you're gasping for air. I bet you resemble a fish trapped on land right now.”
I greedily took a couple of gulps of air, feeling better in an instant.
“Mom, you’re a f*****g genius.”
“Rain, language!”
“Oops?”
“Rain, I called to talk to you about the pack and what you plan to do.”
I paled. “Well, I haven’t exactly talked to Lia or the guys about this yet.”
“Excuse me?”
“I said—”
“No, Rain I know what you’ve said. What I can’t believe is that you’ve said that. The five of you are supposed to be figuring this out!”
“Mom, we will! We have up to a year to figure out what pack we want to join.”
She sighed. “No six months.”
“What the f**k?” I blurted out.
“Rain! For f***s sake, language.”
“You just swore—”
This time mom growled. “All right, you h
