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“More trouble?” was his sire's greeting as he opened the door for him. “Not exactly,” was Andreas’ response. He pointed a finger towards the woman he brought with him, “Are you familiar with her?” “Should I be?” “This is Kelly's mom, and she is not human,” Andreas supplied tersely. “Oh.” Blake catching on what was troubling his friend welcomed them in with a flick of his wrist. “I'm a half siren,” the woman informed him. “You must be Blake.” “It's a pleasure to meet you, dear half siren,” was Blake's teasing response in an attempt to lighten the atmosphere. “What's aunt Karen doing here?” Maria exclaimed, appalled at the sight of her best friend's mother with Andreas. “We're trying to figure out who she is,” Blake replied, making his mate even more perplexed. “She's Kelly's mom,”