A few minutes later, they left the Medcab, Deucalion tucking the ultrasound photo into his wallet. Allison held her copy tightly in one hand, Deucalion's hand in the other. When they got to the house, Steven was waiting on them.
Allison smiled at him and let go of Deucalion's hand to hold hers out. "Hi, I don't think we've met. I'm Allison."
His brows raised just a touch, but he slowly reached out to take her hand. "Steven. It's nice to meet you. I just started seeing one of the pack females, so I haven't been around long."
"That's nice. Welcome."
He nodded. "Thank you."
Though he was in his thirties, like Deucalion, his dark hair was streaked with grey. But his full beard and mustache had yet to be touched. His hazel eyes were kind.
"Why don't you come back in? I'll fix us some lunc
