Life is quiet and comfortable for Gael. Abel has moved in to his house, school is going great and he has his little solid friend group.
But as the population of wolves grows from one to four, Gael has to figure out how to navigate them looking to hi...
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Creek was ecstatic. The way his eyes lit up when he looked around Fred and Cal's garden was honestly worth all the work we had put into the decorations. Liza had baked a whole peacock cake. Abel had been in charge of the cupcakes, and they too had peacock feathers on them, courtesy of me at five am that same morning.
The whole garden was lit up by fairy lights and soft music was playing from speakers placed all over the yard.
"Hi! Welcome!" Creek almost squealed when they saw us step into the garden, me, Abel, and Tasha.
"Thanks," I said with a bit of a chuckle and gave my friend a hug. "Here, we've brought presents. Also, I brought Tasha. So be nice."
He barely had time to look up at Tasha as they rummaged through the gift bag, but they stopped when they realised who I had brought with me.
"Oh, hi! Welcome. So happy you could make it. Been itching to meet all of Gael's new friends." They held their hand out and Tasha hesitantly took it in hers and shook it.
"I got you something. Didn't feel right to show up at a birthday party without a present." Tasha handed Creek a small box and it looked like they wanted to just crumble into their smile.
"Oh, you absolutely didn't have to! I'm just happy you came! That's present enough."
"Fine, we'll take it back then," Abel said and was about the grab the box, but Creek snatched it out of his reach.
"I didn't say, I didn't want it. I just said it wasn't necessary but now that I've gotten it, I'm keeping it." They scowled at the vampire, but Abel was already over by the bar, getting a cocktail and talking to Cal.
Creek rolled his eyes and turned back towards us. "Enjoy. And don't let the Creek clan freak you out. They just really wanna be welcoming."
"Right," Tasha said with a bit of a nervous expression on her face. Edges of her mouth turned downwards, brows furrowed, and her hands fidgeting a little.
"You want a drink?" I asked and nodded towards the bar.
"Ehm, yeah. Why not." Tasha waited for me to show the way and then followed closely behind me. I made a mental note to not leave her alone unless she became comfortable enough for it. Right now though, she didn't seem comfortable at all.
"Tasha, this is Cal and Fred. They own the place," I said and motioned towards my friends.
"Hi! Welcome! Cocktails?" Fred asked with an entirely too pitchy voice. It cracked too. I sent her a look and she grimaced back.
"Uh yeah, sure." Tasha looked over the bottles lining the fence behind the bar, looking a little overwhelmed.
"Listen, I make really good... Rum and cokes," Cal said and pulled up a glass. "You'd think it's just mixing two drinks together, but there's so much more to it."
