Indie seemed unsettled as we walked down from her little stone cottage through into the pack toward her parents house “Are you ok doll?” I asked, not liking sensing she was on edge.

She just smiled and nodded at me. Something didn’t seem right.

Was she worried her family wouldn’t like me? When we’d spoken over the last few days about almost anything and everything she had barely mentioned her family, which seemed odd I guess now looking back as I’d spoken plenty about mine. Maybe she didn’t think they would think me a suitable mate….. I hadn’t thought of that……

“We’re here” she said, walking up the path of...