This was it—the longest day of family bonding, and werewolves was about to begin. I sat at the top of the stairs, clutching my phone. Titus and his family were going to be here soon. My extended family would be right behind them.
My mother was humming in the kitchen as she did the final preparations while my dad watched football. I saw a black SUV pull up to the house. I'd never seen it before, so it had to be one of the pack's vehicles. My mom's power over the alpha was not always a good thing. Werewolves didn't even celebrate Thanksgiving.
The doorbell sounded.
"Aden," my mother called. "Can you get that, sweetheart?"
"Yeah." I stood and jogged down the steps. Opening the door, I forced a smile for Titus and moved out of the way. My parents had gathered at the base of the stairs.
I nudged Titus.
"Well, you already know my dad, Xavier." He looked past his father. "This is my brother Darius, his wife Storm."
My mother looked at the woman at the alpha's side.
"This is my stepmom, Rose," said Titus.
She hugged the woman. "It's so good to meet you."
"It's good to be here," Rose replied.
"May I ask where your birth mother is?" my mom said to Titus.
"She passed away when I was a baby, unfortunately." Titus swallowed hard. "Rose raised me. Besides giving birth to me, she's my mom."
"That is so sweet." My mother smiled and squeezed Rose's hand. "Welcome to our home. I'm Karen, and this is Quint." She went and looped arms with my father. "I've been so excited to meet the Ridge family and get to know you better. Come, come." She waved them into the kitchen. "I have refreshments."
Titus grabbed my arm. "Ridge?"
"She asked me what your last name was. I panicked. I couldn't think of anything else."
He laughed and ruffled my hair.
"Would you like a drink?" asked my mom as she took out the platters filled with snacks from the fridge.
"We're fine, thanks." The alpha sat down on a stool.
"So, Darius," said my mother, "how long have you been married?"
He sat next to Rose with his arm around Storm's waist. "Nearly two years now."
Storm nodded. "In a couple of months."
"Are you older or younger than Titus?" My mom placed some crackers and cold cuts in front of the two male werewolves.
"I'm older, but only by a few months." Darius quickly popped a few in his mouth.
"Do you need any help?" asked Rose, moving around the counter.
She smiled at the alpha's mate and set her to work making a pie filling. I tugged on Titus's arm and led him to the living room.
My dad had returned to his spot in front of the TV. "I think my wife will be running your pack soon," he said in a hushed voice.
Titus tried to hold in his laughter. "She's hard to say no to."
My father glanced at the dog curled up in his lap. "I'm well aware. I've never been an animal person. Now look at me."
I laid my head on Titus's shoulder. "Be prepared to be overrun. My aunts and uncles should be here soon."
"As a werewolf, I'm sure I can survive."
I took in a shaky breath. "As an only child, I don't think I can."
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