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“Thank the Goddess,” Jake said as he waved everyone inside, each shaking the snow out of their clothes before entering. “I wasn’t sure you were going to make it.” “Not coming wasn’t an option,” Devon told him. “Where is everyone? We need to figure out who is riding with whom and get out of here as soon as possible.” Jake nodded as he led them into the living room, where everyone was waiting. Joe’s face lit up when he saw the two oldest wolves in the group, and he knew they had to be Olivia’s parents. He walked to Marie and introduced himself. “You must be Mrs. Cook. I’m Joe Emery. Tyson is my son. It is a pleasure to meet you. However, I do wish it was under better circumstances,” he said politely and took her hand. “It is a pleasure to meet you. Please call me Marie. This is Olivia’s