Reagan POV
Women. Everywhere I turned there was another woman, supposedly created for me.
My mother had turned the experience of finding a mate into one of the worst experiences of my life.
Skoll had joked that it was like a gameshow, but that was what it had turned into, a gameshow and I was the bloody prize!
I had told my mother that I had no time to play her little dating game, but she merely scoffed and sauntered away. The next thing I knew my entire week had been planned to include a dinner date for each of the girls.
I love my mother. I do, but her constant interference was beginning to vex me.
I had scrutinized each and every one of the six she wolves, and not one held even half of the qualities I was searching for in a future mate. I trusted that the fates would guide me tow
