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My mother takes a few moments to open the door.
She raises an eyebrow when she sees it’s me. “Don’t you have a pack to take over?”
“I do not know if we can still call it a pack,” I admit. “The Alpha was not a wolf shifter.”
“He wasn’t … That’s not possible,” she murmurs. “What do you mean?”
“We should talk inside,” I tell her. “Would you mind if my brothers came in?”
I motion to them behind me on the path that leads to her front door.
She blinks at them, surprise in her gaze.
“Your brothers … Oh, Goddess. Yes. Come in. All of you.”
She steps back, holding the door open wide.
I move inside, ducking my head and going to the kitchen door.
My mate’s bedroom is right next to it, and I catch a hint of her scent when I get close.
She is sleeping. I do not wish to wake her.
“Living room,” my mother tells me, nodding to the open door. “Was it raining? You all look like drenched. I’ll get some blankets.”
I leave my mate’s door alone, wishing I could see her again, but knowing there will be time for that later. I must concentrate on the task at hand.
Scratch follows me into the living room and sits with me on the floor opposite the couch.
Snake’s tongue comes into the room ahead of him, whipping out as if to inspect the air before springing back into his mouth. He hisses in approval as he sits down cross-legged in front of a lamp table with a bright lamp under a pale-colored shade.
Fox takes his time and makes himself comfortable on the couch. He lays down on it and stretches out, looking ready to take a nap.
I draw him a warning look and he shrugs.
He doesn’t think he’s being rude, but that is the only seat in the room, and it belongs to my mother.
He is also soaking wet and he has probably already made the couch damp.
“Get down,” I hiss across the room at him.
Snake echoes my his with a more dramatic one instantly.
Fox sits up straight. “Better?”
“Marginally,” I mutter, as my mother steps into the room.
She has blankets in her hands that she passes out.
Fox snuggles under his while she hands out the others, making himself look innocent and sweet, he looks at her when he asks, “Ah, would it be the right time to ask about those delicious cookies?”
I should have made him wait outside. He does not know how to behave around people at all.
My mother laughs. “I made more this morning. Just wait right there and I’ll get them.”
She leaves the room and Fox leans back in the seat, seeming pleased with himself.
He sighs as he puts his head back and closes his eyes, breathing in deep.
