Page 12 of Beginning Fate

“What the hell are you doing here?”

“Who the hell let you lead a group of unsuspecting freshmen?”

Laughing, I hugged him once more and then introduced him to the rest of the group.

“This is Damon Rossi, Alpha of the Alaskan wolves.”

He nodded his head towards my little crew for the day.

“Man, I can't even believe it. Why didn't you tell me? Is Karis here, too?”

“I'm here,” a female voice said behind me.

I turned in time to see her join us and then gave her a big hug lifting her off the ground to twirl her in the air.

“Put my mate down,” Damon said.

I felt a punch of Alpha authority slam into me.

“Okay, okay. I'm putting her down. You’re lucky I didn't drop her. You didn't need to command me to do it.”

“What? I . . .”

“Damon,” Karis said in a tone that I would have had fun mocking if it didn't terrify me so much.

Teasing Karis during her days at the ARC was one thing, but teasing Karis the Pack Mother of Alaska in front of her very dominant Alpha mate sounded a bit like a death sentence.

“Well, if this is everyone, why don't we get this tour started.”

Other groups were already starting to depart.

Kylie waved one hand toward me.

“Are you ready?” I signed to her.

“My sister,” she replied.

“Sister?” I clarified.

She nodded.

“No!” I heard someone yell.

Kylie's attention quickly turned away from me as she started signing again.

“Are you okay?”

It seemed like a weird question to ask.

“I'm fine,” I signed back.

She rolled her eyes at me but still looked concerned as she stared over my shoulder.

That's when I realized that everyone was staring past me.

I turned around to see what was happening and then froze as my jaw dropped open.

Mate.

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