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I’m not even mad at my brother anymore for having his own fated mate. Mine is right here.
And I love her.
An elderly woman trots up to her. “Hello Miss Briony,” the woman smiles.
Briony laughs. “Mrs. Bortles! How are you?”
“I’m fine. I miss having you over for tea.”
Briony hasn’t been doing her normal rounds since she took up the mantle as the pack’s PR liaison. She smiles at the older woman. “Well, how about I come over for tea, then? Can you make the kind Davey liked?”
Mrs. Bortles frowns. “Who’s Davey?”
Briony is about to answer when we hear yelling. Both of us move, following the sound.
Zander and Mia are arguing in front of the drink table. “You don’t get to tell me what to do,” Mia spits at him.
“I’m not telling you what to do. I’m just saying, there’s probably a more effective way to do it,” Zander growls.
Mia looks like she’s about to erupt. I grab Zander, steering him toward the stage. “Go lift some heavy shit for a minute, man,” I say softly.
He growls, but complies.
When I come back to the girls, Briony is patting Mia’s shoulder. “You know, I think you would probably do well to try to get along with him.”
Mia, who is definitely now Briony’s friend, glares at her. “What the hell?”
Briony throws her hands up. “I’m just saying. He’s really popular in the community, and he’s doing a good job protecting the other foxes. It’s probably worth it to give him a little grace, don’t you think?”
Mia snarls. “I’ll decide that. I think the balloons are falling. I’m going to fix them,” she says abruptly.
Briony and I watch her go.
I give her a look. “I think Zander is totally into her. But he would never admit it unless she says something about it first.”
“Yeah. That’s my thought too.”
“Should I work on him? Try to get him to make the first move?”
Briony gives me a look. “Do you think those two are going to take any advice from anyone?”
“No,” I say. “That’s fair.”
“Besides,” Briony grins. “I think I’m a little more invested in my own love story at the moment.”
“Oh? Why’s that?”
She reaches up and plants a kiss on my cheek. “Because I just found my fated mate. And I want to spend much more time with him than playing matchmaker.”
I laugh. “You and me both.”
“In fact, I could spend a little time with him. Alone. Right now,” she grins.
I don’t need any further encouragement. Briony squeals as I toss her over my shoulder, leaving Thorne’s house, and all the party planning, behind.
It’s time to spend a little time with my fated mate.
Party be damned.
