Savage
“Of course we’ll see Tessa, Cammi. She’s mated to Leander’s Lead Warrior.”
About five years ago, we’d come for a visit. Tessa was nineteen and had been disappointed that she hadn’t found her mate. She’d started to become depressed, sure that she’d never find her mate because she was born an omega. Both her father and I took offense to our daughter calling herself an omega, especially after Kieran had strengthened her into a strong warrior during the years that I’d been pregnant. So, we’d taken a trip out here under the guise of seeing family and celebrating birthdays, but it was really to see if her mate was in one of our packs. We’d barely parked the car before she’d leaped out. Soren had c