The last thing I expected as I pulled into the driveway of my new home was an ambush.
I frowned as I spotted the two women standing beside the driveway of my new home – Elena, my foster mother, and a middle-aged female wolf I didn’t quite recognize, not yet at least.
It only took me a couple of seconds of wracking my mind before I realized where I had seen her before. She was one of the elders of the Viscount pack.
My stomach dropped as a shiver ran down my spine.
“Perfect,” I hissed under my breath as I parked my car besides them, “This is just what I needed after the awful day I had.” I continued sarcastically,
Elena had a huge grin on her face as I opened my door and stepped out. I had not seen my foster mom smile that wildly in years, and it caught me off guard. But it also
