Seth’s mother noticed me looking and held out an arm to encourage me to join them. I cleared my throat uncomfortably, glancing at my parents and wondering if my father would self-combust if I threw myself into the midst of a Werewolf nuzzling session or if he’d just beat the desire to ever do so again out of me in front of everyone here. Likely the latter. I gave Seth’s mother a polite smile as I turned away and pretended not to notice the pity in her eyes.
