CHIEF GREENBRIAR WAS surprisingly cordial when I showed up without either his son or a hostess gift...and fifteen minutes late to boot. The alpha’s spouse, on the other hand, took an instant dislike to me that chilled the room by approximately twenty degrees in an instant.
“You have a little something right here,” Andrea Greenbriar murmured, pointing to the spot above her left eyebrow. And even though she hadn’t meant to draw my attention to her own blemish, I caught sight of a healing laceration that was still visible on the other woman’s brow despite having been carefully caked over with concealer.
So Andrea was the female hunter whose toes I’d stepped on the night before. Not a good first impression...especially considering the fact that her mate intended to bring me into the family a
