Couldn’t a guy get a break around here! If it wasn’t greedy Beta’s, trying to steal my mate, it was the filthy damn vampires.
At least now that I had Feral, I stood a better chance in fending off the unwanted company. It was like Melena attracted trouble, come to think of it, her wolf should have been named, Trouble instead of Mocha. It would have suited her much better. I snorted at the thought of it.
“And now?” Melena asked, looking slightly amused.
Oh shit, did I just do that out loud? “Uh, nothing,” I mumbled awkwardly, trying to think of something else to say. She kept looking at me and pulled her eyes into thin lines, obviously not satisfied with my lame answer.
We sat in the dining hall along with the other packs waiting for further instructions from our Alpha.
“You’re staring at him again,” she said as she placed her hand tenderly into mine.
I hadn’t realized it, but I was shooting daggers at the Beta’s back again. Feral wanted his blood and I wanted his self-respect. Prick.
I huffed in annoyance and turned my attention elsewhere.
“So, dinner with your parents ha?”
Kill me! I knew she only said that to distract me, but out of all things she could have said!
Melena looked so excited at the thought of it, probably because she had no more parents of her own and couldn’t wait to claim mine.
“Yeah, I guess.” I didn’t know what else to say, she had met my mom before, but my father was the one I was worried about. What if she didn’t like him? She would come running back here to escape with the bloody Beta again.
When I was a kid, people used to call my father crazy behind his back because my grandmother was said to be a witch. I know, messed up, right? Well, it’s not like I knew her very well and haven’t seen her in probably eight years. Melena would definitely be uncomfortable with the White’s, they were, uh, let’s just use the word ‘different’, shall we?
“Oh, come on, how bad could it be? Your mom seemed lovely,” Mel said with a warm smile on her face, “although I think that I might have scared her at first.”
I grinned at the thought, “don’t worry, Babe, nothing scares my mom, she raised two wolves, remember?”
Melena’s expression changed immediately, “what?”
“Oh, right, wolves, ha-ha, no pun intended,” I replied with a chuckle.
“No, uh, two wolves?” She asked again, looking quite surprised.
“Yeah, my sister and me.” She kept looking at me like I had just lied to her face. “Haven’t I mentioned my sister before?” She shook her head very slowly while she kept studying my face. I wasn’t sure what was happening. Was she angry? Did I mess up? Should I have told her more about my family before we got so serious?
“I CAN’T BELIEVE I HAVE A NEW SISTER!!” She suddenly squealed out in excitement, eyes shining brightly and her smile reaching her ears.
“We have a sister!?” Fran replied almost immediately with the same level of enthusiasm from somewhere behind us.
“No, not, you,” I began to say, but Melena cut me short.
“YES! Conner has a sister!” She confirmed.
Within a blink of an eye, Fran and Melena were jumping up and down in some weird female display of, uh, I guess happiness.
“We have a sister!” Fran called out again and both of them giggled energetically.
Maxwell’s face snapped in our direction and his eyes met with mine. At once, Feral flashed him his shiny canines and the Beta turned back around to face the front.
That’s right, you better look away!
Anthony saw my little display of dominance and gave me a brief nod. We understood each other.
The sequel is coming!
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