The Untamed Matriarch
They raise their glasses as I approach.
"Welcome to the bloodline, cousin," a tall, broad-shouldered wolf with a buzz cut says. "We’ve been waiting for the lost princess to come home."
"Are we actually related?" I ask the bartender for a Merlot.
"Third cousins, maybe?" he laughs. "I’m Michael, this is Chris," he points to a smaller version of himself, "and our sister, Amy."
"Nice to meet you all," I say, taking my glass.
"Second cousins, actually!" Amy leans in, her scent slightly spiked with alcohol. "Your father is our mother’s first cousin. We share great-grandparents."
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