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“Should we remove all the blinders, then?” Dad asked.
“Yeah, I don’t see why not. The next interviews are in person,” Cory answered. Dad started fiddling with the app, and then our tablets beeped. Eagerly, I put down my Moo Shu Pork and opened it. I scrolled through the names and then stood up to do a little jig.
“Your friend is on the list?” Cory asked, smiling at me.
“Yes!” I said.
“What’s their name?” he asked.
“Ziomara Johnson.” Right after I said that, everyone went to look at their tablets.
“What kind of pack name is ‘Adolescent evolutionary anomaly reptile silent assassin’s pack’?” Jo asked.
I smiled and shook my head. I told her to put something there so they wouldn’t filter her application out to the human candidates.
“Wait a minute...” James said, looking like he was thinking a little too hard. “Is that...” James looked at me before a smirk appeared. “Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?”
Everyone looked down at the pack name again, seeing what James did.
“Is this a joke? Is there a reason she won’t give us her pack name?” Cory asked.
“Yes,” I answered. “Because she doesn’t belong to one.”
“Is she not a wolf?”
“She’s a wolf.”
“A rogue then?” Jo finally caught on. I nodded and looked at their reactions. None of them looked disgusted or perturbed, just like I thought.
“Why?” Cory asked. This is where things got trickier.
“I would love to tell you, but it’s not my story to tell,” I told them. “But I can tell you that she’s a good person, and she didn’t deserve what happened to her. She’s not dangerous. I wouldn’t bring her if I thought she was.” Cory nodded. I knew he believed me when I said I wouldn’t endanger the pack, and I was happy to know I still had his trust even after all these years.
“Are we allowed to ask her?” Cory asked.
“You won’t have to. She plans to tell you everything, but it’s a story best told in person to her future Alpha,” I said pointedly. Cory’s face became pensive before he nodded and dropped it.
We moved on to the other people. I signaled a few that I knew would make good additions and a few I knew from past experience would have trouble taking orders from me. Only one person I absolutely vetoed, and I was thankful when no one asked me why. After we were done, I rode home with Dad to find a bouquet of roses on the table.
“Dad, you still got it! Mom loved them, I bet!” I told him. I wasn’t fond of roses, but I knew Mom would swoon over them.
“That wasn’t me,” Dad replied, a growl escaping him. “Who the fuck is giving your mother flowers?” he snarled. Whoops. “Is nothing fucking sacred? She’s my mate! She’s been my mate for almost thirty fucking years.”
Dad was a very rational and calm man. He loved his job and his family. He usually didn’t get angry. Annoyed, yes, but angry, no. I’d seen Dad mad very few times in my lifetime, but Mom having an admirer would definitely be a good reason for the anger.
At that moment, Mom came walking in with a smile on her face, and Dad growled louder, making her stop.
“What’s wrong, amor? Why are you angry? What happened?” she asked, alarmed at Dad’s reaction.
“Why is someone sending you flowers? And why aren’t they in the trash?” he growled, his dark green eyes flashing black as his wolf pushed forward, but I could also see the hurt flash in his eyes at the last question.
“Flow-Oh, Mi Rey,” (My King) Mom cooed, walking over to Dad and wrapping her arms around him. He took a deep breath in her hair to calm himself and his wolf ceded control back to Dad, but I could still see him right under the surface. “Those aren’t for me. I wouldn’t even bring them in the house if they were.”
“Then what—”
“They’re for Evie,” she said, turning to me with a twinkle in her eye.
“Me? Who would send me flowers?” I asked.
