Chapter 7

Chapter 7 Brooklyn

"I'm just saying," Jolie says as she slides an omelet out onto a plate. "It's a red flag when a guy doesn't want to meet her friends and family. I mean, who even is this guy, anyway? She's never even told us his name."

I stop dead on the stairs at hearing her words, just three steps away from the kitchen. I stay still, hoping to hear what Jolie and Dad really think.

Hopefully, they haven't scented that I'm home yet, and are too wrapped up in their conversation to be tuned into their wolves.

"And I'm just saying, I think you should trust Brooklyn a little more. She's a smart girl." Dad turns and looks directly at me. "Aren't you, kiddo?"

I scowl, embarrassed to be caught eavesdropping. I should have known that Dad's senses were too finely honed to miss that I was there. I take the final steps down into the kitchen and give Dad a kiss on the cheek, sitting down in the chair next to him.

"I'm smart, but I'm not a kid anymore. Time to update the nickname."

"Never," he says, smiling at me. "You're my kiddo forever. Or, I could go back to calling you 'puppers' instead."

I mock gag and roll my eyes.

Jolie brings me a plate of eggs, patting me on the head. Even though we're not related by blood, she treats me just as any condescending big sister would.

Stephen and Jolie when Stephen married my mom, and we all became one big

just as much as any blood relation. I have no memories of my biological dad and no idea where he is. He could be

always excited to talk about boys. "There must be something about him, especially because you've never called

has already ended in disaster. I'll make something up in a week or two and hope their wolves don't pick up on my

worse than

fork and dig into my eggs. "He's not like the

always so loud and annoying. He's...different. A gentleman,"

I can't help but add internally. The smile falls from

fine with taking things slow.

about it, and as hurt as I am, I

did.

a lot of packs

things you can be. Bloodline is everything Continuing on

If you're gay...you aren't doing that, typically. Some packs accept surrogacy in order to continue the bloodline, but some don't

Most wolves don't actually care about the being gay part...it's all about the pups. So weird. And stupid, if you ask

related to me by blood. Maybe that's why I have a different perspective. But really, Dad and Jolie don't need to know anything yet. I eat my eggs quickly, eager to get away from

an eyebrow,

look up at

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