Charis
I stood between Slater and Kael, my arms wrapped tightly around my middle, pretending the chill in the air and the sweet scent had nothing to do with my heat.
Alpha Terry had asked us earlier, begging us to spend the weekend at Ravenspire pack house, since Rhett would be there too. I didn't want to go, but Slater had jumped at the offer without a second thought.
And now we were waiting for Rhett to come before we leave.
I could feel the escorts who had come with the vehicles staring curiously at me.
Occasionally, they would look away when I caught them watching, but I couldn't blame them. I was in my heat, and while this was a normal biological process for werewolves, meeting with one's mate during this time was the ideal solution.
