Chapter 29

*Fiona*

I sat in my office chair, processing what Andre had said, staring at the wrapped gift on the table.  When Andre had left, Cyrus walked me back to the packhouse, hand on the small of my back the whole way.  As we enter my office, I could see him finally relax and take a breath.  He sat across from my desk staring at the gift with much more suspicion than I.  

"I mean it's so unlikely that I would find a mate the day of my birthday," I commented.  The end of our conversation with Andre ran through my head.  

"David did..."  Cyrus commented, "You just might."  There was something in his tone that caused me to look up at him.  An emotion flitted across his eyes so quickly that I questions whether I had really seen it. 

"You mean, like from one of the packs invited?" I thought out loud "I guess it's more likely if there are more wolves ar