“IS that her?”
Monette raised her head when she heard her stepfather, Neil Bach.
“Yes.”
“She’s pretty.”
“Yeah.”
She glanced at her mate. Jane was with her mother and sister.
The former gamma of Mountain Wolves pack sat beside Monette. Together, they watched the guests as they mingled with each other.
It was her mother’s birthday. Myrtle Batch just turned fifty. Monette used the opportunity to bring Jane in the Mountain Wolves pack.
“Your mother is hogging her to herself.”
“And judging from my sister’s reaction, she’s liking it.” She added to her father’s statement.
The former gamma chuckled.
She and her sister, Nina, has a ten-year difference. It was a mutual decision for her parents. It was also Myrtle’s way of knowing if her mate indeed embraced the child she had from another
