73: Complicated Families

                I couldn’t decide what was more unbelievable, Sophie glaring at me like I was the enemy, the fact that she was claiming a mate, or that her mate was the body lying in the bed. I took a step back, so that I was standing in the doorway instead of the room and held up my hands, “I’ll just give you a minute to process and be right here when you’re ready.”

                Her face flashed through a myriad of emotions before it smoothed back into her normal calm expression with a tinge of red coloring her cheeks, “I’m sorry.” She wrung her hands nervously, “I didn’t mean… I don’t know… I…”

                I laughed softly, “Take your time. I