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Chapter 72

"So," I finally said aloud, "I think that'll be a good plan to start. You and the girls can get her training going and I'll be by tonight. We'll go for a run and head home."

"But I don't think we'll be getting much sleep,"I told her slyly through the bond, remembering how it felt to have her beneath me. My wolf practically howled in delight

"Kyle," mom scolded me, “you know you shouldn't be around her. You can't take her back to your

house. You need to keep your distance until it's all sorted. It's for the best."

"Mom, you know I can't do that."

"He's tried, even before the, uh, m-m-mating," Kelsey stuttered, clearly nervous. "He'll just spend the night in the woods and be completely miserable without sleep, and too grumpy to live with."

"Hey!"

"What? It's true. You're horrible to be around without your beauty sleep."

you? It was like waking the dead trying to get you up

regardless. And besides, once I'm up, I'm up. You mope around like a zombie for half the day, snapping at everyone, when you aren't

to protest then shut it knowing

mother actually laughed

I always expected my boy to take a meek mate. Someone caring and nurturing and catering who would stroke his ego. You, my dear, I never even saw coming, but

Kelsey off at the office. The story was that her car broke down and I was helping her get it repaired and would take much of the day to do it. It wasn't any surprise to anyone. I loved tinkering with cars and had skipped work on more than one occasion to do just that for others. It would also explain why her car was currently at my house and why Elise was taking her home. I'd see to it that her car was

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the meantime, I quickly changed and headed back to my parent's house in preparation for the Pack Council meeting. A part of me was dreading the outcome of the meeting, but like my mom had said, what's done was done and nothing they could do or say would make me less mated at

point.

was comprised of seven men, including my dad. They were all older, except for Cole Anderson who was only a few years older than me. Ambrose, Saul, Mallick, Quinton, and Neil made up the remaining board members. No, they didn't have last names. Until about two decades. ago when it became trendy and safer in the digital age, shifters rarely held last names outside of the pack name. As far as they were concerned, they were all Westins. But an entire town of Westins would look a little odd to the outside world. It never used to matter, but with credit cards, and electronic IRS forms and so on, it was determined necessary and most of my generation had begun choosing their own names for just such purposes. Sometimes it got a little weird, like one Miss Willow Flowers or Christine Canine. That one had nearly started a riot, but she'd batted her long dark lashes and flashed her perfect pearly white smile and the board

all eyes turned to me. I watched Saul

be

my face if I'd tried. "Oh, she

chuckled. "You see the

to control my

if it was