“Hey, Mom. How are you doing?” She shuffled toward me quickly, so I couldn’t even run away. I mean, I was a grown-ass Alpha, but I would still run from my mom when she had that look on her face. “How am I doing?” She patted my cheek, and I grimaced. Yeah, this was going to be bad. “How am I doing?” she repeated. “Well, you called me ten weeks ago to tell me that Darius is expecting cubs, and then I don’t hear a single peep from you. Then this morning, Cooper’s mother called to congratulate me on having a new daughter-in-law. Now, why would I have to hear from Linda Wiley that my only son has
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