17. Pepper

Mia

I sat on the windowsill in one of the upper level hallways as I watched the red sport car come up the pack house drive way. “Is he having a midlife crisis or something?” A voice said from behind me. I whipped my head around to see who and noticed a blonde female with piercing blue eyes grinning at me. Very familiar blue eyes.

“You must be Mia,” she hummed, holding her hand out for me to shake.

“And you are awfully familiar,” I noted back, gripping her hand gently.

She rolled her eyes before smirking, “ Zach would be pissed if he caught he talking to you, apparently you’re his new best friend.” I raised an eyebrow and scoffed. “ he clearly doesn’t know me well enough. You must be Claire.”

I had heard a lot about, but never had met, Claire, Leo’s fated mate. On our runs Zach talked a lot about his sister, their childhood, how we would get along. But she was quite the mystery until now.

They were the same. Long blonde hair, friendly blue eyes, tall and lean. The spitting image on e