![]() ![]() ![]() Maybe if my uncle and I somehow bond I’ll have more of a chance.” The way Trey’s eyes had seemed to ice-over and his face had darkened to a purplish shade had her frowning. “It seemed like a good idea to get to know him before I ask his Alpha to take me in when our deal’s over. ![]() “Wait, start again, how does he know about us? Had he just noticed you on the pack web?” An invite to a mating ceremony had definitely been unexpected. She’d thought it might take a few web conversations before her uncle would be interested in them meeting up. “He’s invited us to a mating ceremony that’s taking place for someone in his pack a few weeks from now.” That was a hell of a lot more than Taryn had hoped for. ![]() “The one whose pack I was planning to seek refuge at if all else failed.” “Hey, guess what, my uncle’s been in touch through the pack web.” Smiling, she skipped down the stairs and re-entered the living room. Hoping against hope that her uncle might have replied to her message, she excused herself and went up to Rhett’s room to check her messages on the pack web. And what would Taryn be doing? Trying her hardest to find a pack who would take in a common, disrespectful, sarcastic, latent female. Taryn would leave, Trey probably would mate again, and the female he mated with for real would most likely be better suited to be an Alpha female. “Come on, you have to admit I keep life interesting.” Taryn thought she had hidden pretty well just how Greta’s last statement had stung. ![]()
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