The Pack House was full of people. Wilder and Robin noticed this as soon as Wilder’s car stopped in front of the Packhouse. The short car ride seemed like an eternity as both of them refused to start a conversation, dreading the next few hours they had to spend with each other.
Robin got out of the car and stood in front of the Packhouse. Some pack members were already eyeing her as Wilder stood next to her. Seeing this, he tried to think of a way that normal mates act and offered her his arm. She took it wordlessly but as they started to climb the stairs to the house she mumbled. “This is a bad idea,” Wilder smiled at some people he knew. “If you have a better one, go ahead.” He mumbled back. Robin ignored the comment and looked around for her friends. She spotted Hope who was with h
