“Yes, you are,” she sneered.

He snorted.

“Give me some time. There are several factors to consider. And I need to speak to Abel about it,” she pleaded.

She walked up to Abel. Threw her hands around his shoulder and squeezed.

“Okay, Rayla,” he drawled. “We will continue this conversation soon,” he finished.

He threw a salute at Abel and walked out the door. Rayla wondered if she’d ever get used to the disappearing act.

“Ugh.” Abel was confounded.

She turned him to face her. “Are you happy you got to meet your father?” she asked.

Abel nodded. “Yeah. Now I know what he looks like. Me,” he joked.

Rayla chuckled. “I’m glad you are happy.” Her eyes softened. “I know I promised we’d relocate to Starlight Valley. But, before we do that, we need to talk about it,” she started.

“Okay, Mom,” Abel muttered.

The breeze from outside blew into Rayla’s hair as she continued, “I am sorry I have been a jerk. I don’t want to be your jerk mom anymore. So, listen to me.”

“There are six wolf towns. There’s White Moon, Yellow Cicada, Frost Peaks, Summer Rain, Ghostbound, and finally Moon Shadow—your father’s pack,” she listed.

“Each of them has an alpha. Your father is Moon Shadow’s Alpha.” She couldn’t help but be proud of Xander.

She had caught the big fish. Sadly, he hadn’t stuck around.

“I don’t want to decide for you. Neither do I want your father to decide for you. We can go to any of these towns. But you’d have to decide which.” She patted his back

“You can decide we go to your father’s pack or any of the others,” she buttressed

Abel stayed quietly contemplating. The silence dragged on. Rayla held her breath and waited.

She wouldn’t object if he picked his father’s pack. There was nothing she could do to hold him back. If she did, she’d strain their relationship some more.

Yet, she hoped he didn’t.

If she lived in the same town as Xander, she would lose her mind. She would be reminded daily of what was lost. She was still attracted to him. Her body yearned for his. It has not been anybody’s since they broke up.

Who is to say that she won’t make a fool out of herself living in the same community as him?

She pictured herself in his arms and blushed. Abel cleared his throat. He saw her blush and smiled sheepishly. She flushed again.

“I wonder what you are thinking, Mom,” he voiced.

She laughed. “Nothing that concerns you,” she teased. “Still waiting for your reply.” She playfully punched his arms.

“Ouch,” he whined, “okay, okay.”

Rayla was overjoyed. They were back to teasing and playing with each other.

“Yes, you have been a shitty mom,” Abel declared.

Rayla’s heart jumped.

“But I understand. And I forgive you. Also. I’m happy you are trying to make things better,” he spoke softly.