I tense at his words. The next full moon? We haven't discussed our mating date yet. I thought I was supposed to be a part of that decision?

I shoot him a disgruntled look but then I decide that I'll wait until after this is over before I question him about that.

"I hope you will all give her a warm welcome to our pack. I want her to feel at home here," he finishes, then he shoots me a breath taking smile that surely would have melted me like a hot knife through butter if I wasn't still hurting due to recent events.

There are murmurs of kind words...