Olympia and I talked until we were late for our next classes. She seemed apprehensive and confused about what to feel. Amidst that almost whimsical excitement of finding her mate - and mating with him, by all means -, there was the fact that Oliver was a stranger, and the only thing she knew about him for sure wasn't good: he was a member of the Predators. My heart ached for her. She always seemed a little scared and worried about her brother hanging out with these guys, only to find her mate was one of them. I remembered Alex punching that man who was hitting on me back at the party and it gave me a glimpse of what she meant: they were violent, dangerous and God knows what kind of illicit activities they could be engaged in, since they behaved like a gang, not a pack. I was deeply worried
