Chapter 6

Ayla’s POV

Well, that was exhilarating and humiliating all at the same time. Not only did I stand and stare like a complete idiot, but I also did it in pink slippers, and I couldn’t even say hi to them, not even a nod or a slight indication of greeting!

Five minutes earlier

“This is my mate and Luna of our pack, Laura,” Michael indicated to his love. The boys greeted her respectfully; neither went to touch her, though it was not respectful to touch another’s mate, not even in greeting.

“My son, Mason, who you have already met,” Michael continued. “And this,” he stopped, looking around, confused. I knew he was looking for me.

“Please don’t see me,” I silently pray, taking a minor step back.

“Ah, there you are,” he points right at me. “Ayla, what are you doing down there? Come over here,” he said with a smile.

My stomach drops; I don’t want to go over there. It was the last thing I wanted to do. I was happy t