Meeting the Wolves

KELLAN’S POV

I didn’t expect them to make a big deal out of it.

They’d seen Piper before. At games. In passing. A few of them had waved. Griffin obviously knew her. But officially meet her? That felt different.

As we pulled into the restaurant parking lot, I immediately noticed how many familiar cars were already there. “Of course they’re early,” Griffin muttered from the back seat. “Show-offs.”