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Chapter Twelve

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TRISTAN

“Tristan, don't forget to take the pan of brownies I made for the boys back to campus with you.” My mother, Luna Moira O'Donnell, takes the last of the supper dishes into the kitchen. My father, Alpha Conner O'Donnell of the Triple Moon Wolf Pack, is rinsing them and loading the dishwasher. Once a week, we have a private dinner here at my parents’ home in Tidepool Cove, and all servants are dismissed, so I'm treated to the unusual sight of the elegant Luna and powerful Alpha washing dishes. It's my favorite part of the week.

Well, until I met Billie. Now every day I spend near her is my favorite.

Which reminds me, I need to tell my parents.

“Mom? Dad? I met her.”

My mother drops a plate, which my father grabs with his incredible reflexes before it shatters.

“You met the girl in the prophecy? Your fated mate?” he asks me.

“Her name is Billie. I'm almost certain she's a hybrid. She ran into a little trouble with Lunacy, and we're protecting her.”

“Those animals,” my mother spits
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