Book 3: The Hardest Question

Coit

I tell myself I shouldn’t be nervous. Other shifters will be able to smell it on me like blood in the water. There’s no real reason for the Nightstones to object to me marrying Lydia except for any lingering bad blood because of my father. Alpha Gerald doesn’t seem to be holding my father’s sins against me which assures me that he’ll be supportive toward the union.

Lydia’s brothers are loud and like to mess around, but they’re receptive to discussing guy stuff like cars and sports. They shouldn’t be hard to win over. It’s Lydia’s father I’m not sure about. Alcide seems not to like me, though he hasn’t been unwelcoming. He’s been more aloof than anything else. I’m hoping he won’t be an obstacle.

There’s a knock on my bedroom door. I’m in the middle of getting dressed, sliding a gray sweater over my head, but I call for whoever it is to come in. It may be summer, but I’ve learned that the weather is always colder over at Nightfall, so the sweate