A Bittersweet Welcome

The sea of people parted as my men walked through. Kendrick led the way, winking or flirting with every woman he passed, mated or not.

The rest of the men looked on edge and so uncomfortable that I wanted to laugh. Grover even still had his sword strapped to his back, and his face was tight like he was ready for battle.

I would have laughed, too, if the giant bear shifter I had been waiting for