Page 83 of Seduced By the Werewolves

But I have no idea what Mom will say when she meets them and I have to explain our unconventional situation. I suppose I have to rip the band-aid off sometime, and it’s better she knows now than when I have to explain my baby bump has four dads.

“Okay,” I finally say. “We’ll come over on Friday night. But you’d better make a lot of food.”

“Huh? Why?”

“A lot of food. Just believe me.”

When I hang up, Delaney is watching me. “Your mother?” she asks, as if she could tell just by the sour look on my face. I nod. “You think she won’t approve?”

“Oh, definitely not.” I could laugh. “She doesn’t think I can get one guy, not to mention four.”

Oddly, this earns a mischievous grin from my new mother-in-law. “Then this will really stick it to her.”

I decide then that I like her, and I think I’ll be happy to become a part of their family.

The guys’ eyes are wide when I explain what we’re doing on Friday night.

“You want us to meet your mom?” Leon asks, mystified.

Jace rubs his forehead, brows creased. “All of us? Together? Are you sure?”

I frown at them. “Of course we’re going together. What did you expect?”

Quinn, Eli, and Jace all turn to Leon. “Well, we thought you’d just bring him,” Jace says.

“You really think I’d leave you out?” I pull Jace into a hug, and his hat falls off his head. “But I love you.”

He chuckles, and his hand skates down my back to my ass. “I love you, too. We just thought it would be easier for her to accept one of us.”

They might be right, but I don’t care anymore about what’s acceptable and what isn’t. I almost got murdered by the mob, and my boyfriends are werewolves. My shitty job is gone and my boss is dead. I have nothing to lose, and I don’t want to hide who I love. It’s not fair to them or to me.

“Thank you,” Quinn says earnestly. “For including me.”

“I told Mom to make plenty of food,” I say, “so hopefully she listens.” I kiss Quinn on the lips, and he pulls me in, bending me backwards with the force of his answer.

“I say this calls for a celebration,” Eli says, his body already starting to shift.

“What sort of celebration?” I ask, knowing exactly what he’s going to say.

“It’s time to catch the rabbit.” He steps forward as black chest hair spreads across his body, turning into fine fur. So I turn around and sprint out the door at top speed, and four wolves howl behind me as I dart away into the trees.

When Jace, the fastest of them, catches me, he fucks me with my pants around my ankles.

Chapter Thirty-One

We all pile into the truck and head to my mom’s house, where I lived my teenage years. She’s since given away everything I had as a kid—without asking me, I should add—and converted my old room into an art studio that she doesn’t use.

When we pull up to the curb, I get out first, because I’m expecting Mom to be waiting at the doorstep. Sure enough, the door flies open when the truck parks and she steps out.

“Oh, hello, dear,” she says, much more warmly than she ever does when we’re alone.

Jace gets out of the driver’s seat, and Mom’s eyes go wide.

“Wow,” she mutters, gaze fixed on him. He’s wearing a nice, tight shirt tonight with jeans that hug his ass and crotch in a rather mesmerizing way. He even left the baseball cap at home. “You really scored, Tiffany, darling.”

“Um,” I begin, when another door opens and Leon steps out. Then Quinn, then Eli, until all four of them are standing on the sidewalk behind me.

My mother is standing there, confusion written across her face. “I thought I was meeting your boyfriend tonight, honey. Who are they? Have you joined a gang?”

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