Edrick
Moana and I both shot each other a somewhat annoyed glance as Ella decided, against our wills, to volunteer us to participate in the game as her parents. I didn’t know how to explain to the staff member standing in front of us that Moana was just Ella’s au pair, not her mother -- and we were certainly not married, nor would we ever be.
The teenage staff member looked back and forth between Moana and I with a somewhat disbelieving expression on her face. I knew she could tell that Moana was human and I was a werewolf, but thankfully she didn’t say anything.
“Right this way,” the girl said, stepping out of the way and gesturing toward the center of the park where a group of parents and children had gathered in front of a gazebo with a small stage.
Moana and I followed
