(Lucas)
“How did mom and dad react?” I asked Sam, who was sitting across from my desk in my office.
Isabella and Charlotte were catching up before we showed them the rest of the pack lands beyond the house and garden. I selfishly wanted Isabella to love this place as much as I did, but I knew it was ultimately her decision, even if she didn’t choose this life, didn’t choose me.
I shook my head to try to erase the thought, but it still lingered. It was always there, and it impacted everything that I did recently. She might not choose this.
“They loved her of course. More than Brandi, so I think that's a step up.” I glared at him but he smiled back.
“Of course they loved her, she’s great.”
“Glad you think so even after she slipped that whole mate thing,” Sam leaned back, crossing his
