I tsked and ran a hand through my sweat-soaked hair, brushing the light red strands out of my eyes. That was right, my sister was having a little get-together this evening. She wanted me to meet the wolven that mated her within the first week of knowing her. My awkward silence was a dead giveaway of how I felt about the situation. “Reece.” My mother’s voice was laced with tension. “C’mon, Mom. I didn’t forget. I’ll be there.” “You better be on your best behavior, Reece Michael. Atlas is wonderful and we want him to feel comfortable around our family.” “Well, I’d feel more comfortable if he
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