Welcome Home Mate

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starting to take shape. I bagged e

ems, especially my clothes, but one t

in all fairness, I think he was m

ed around, I knew I needed to redecorate with a splash of paint, but

ys traveled lightly, as I never knew if I wanted to stay in one place or not. My uncle’s pack was the place I called home for the

d looks through my eye

grab a dress to wear for dinner my

go for a run,” sh

e are having a family meal with Dad and Jas

no

says. “I wouldn’t want to

ck at her,

hould wear the nav

out this,” I said as I w

d look hot,” she says. “You ne

my tracks and

other’s mate,” I say as

easy to wind up,” she

e shower. I quickly get s

ied myself off. I dress in a navy dress, which makes Bex smirk. I ignore her. I sit in front of my

d my flats on. I glanced up and

nice,” says Jason, l

as he pushed off the doorframe. He picks me up and swings me around, “MINI,”

ou would stop calling me that,”

s not my fault you

d to have been given the short gene of five feet four. My

short but I will h

like to see you t

a smirk; if only he

sm

I want you to meet Sofia,”

n his life, except when he thought we got him

say that my big brother

flushed slightly. Please tell me

t say a

and we walked out of my roo

he stairs first,

until my eyes landed on a slende

em. I smile. Sofia held her hand out to me, and I was happy to take it. “I am, an

n tell she has a sligh

e staring at his mate like a love-sick p

sm

ooks at Sofia. “He did good,” sh

ing back home?” asks Sofia, w

uch. Sofia moves away from Jason and follows me. She sits dow

ed in the corner. Jason looks up at me, “Dad and I will make sur

l; they are pla

d them,” s

ack at her

mail, but I would like to hear about it from her point of view, as so

rent packs to find their mates as most were getting older. So I was picked to go. I remember coming here, and they he

uessed he would have been by the

longer. I have to admit; I li

lled Jason as he c

“Dad went all out on food, mad

she gets up from the couch. I smil

places her hand i

't help

ker, dishing out what looks like soup into bowls. He looks at me and

pulled out the chair and sat down. But I glance around at t

ather, but he

There were two seats at either end of the table, which was for my fath

something, but th

y father and walks

son. “Who’s tha

but smirks, but do

lks back in with Alpha Fran

anything, a scent hit my senses like a tid

t restless in my

, has my wolf

in my head sudde

es out o

ks at me, but someone stands beh