EMORY'S POV
After the graduation ceremony, Mr. and Mrs. Connelly graciously invited me to join them for dinner. Like their son, they were among the few who had never stopped being kind to me. So I accepted their invitation.
We went to one of the fancy restaurants downtown, a place we used to visit back when Mom and Dad were still here. It made the evening feel like both a celebration and a bittersweet reminder of what I had lost.
"So, I heard you two decided to go to the same university," Mrs. Connelly said with a warm smile.
I returned the smile. "We did," I said, glancing at Drake. "Although we're still considering which offer to accept."
Mr. Connelly cleared his throat. "Drake got his wolf months ago," he said. "He hasn’t met his mate yet. When are you getting your wolf?"
I caught
