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“What if he tries to force her to go back with us? If he does something that takes away her ability to accept his rejection,” Becky said.

“I don’t think he will go that far,” Beta Elder objected.

“But we don’t know. When it comes to mates and rejections, the clear head goes out the window,” his father said. I nodded. “Iworry about my daughter and I am too far away to do something about it,” he then told me.

“I will keep her safe. Amie is important to the pack, and to me. She will be protected. Thank you for letting me know about this new threat,” I told them. Her father looked serious, but he nodded. Her mother, on the other hand, fired off a brilliant smile. A smile which reminded me of Amie’s true smile and it warmed me.

“Thank you, Alpha Finlay, for looking after Armeria,” her mother said.

“It is my pleasure,” I told her and returned her smile.

“I’m sure we don’t need to worry,” Beta Elder said. I nodded.

“I’m happy to hear it, but I will make sure we are on our guard nonetheless. Better to be safe than sorry,” I told him. There was no way in hell I would let that Alpha lay his hand on my Amie.

“Thank you. That was what I needed to hear. I feel better knowing she has someone to look after her.”

“Dad,” Amie objected. “I am capable of looking after myself.”

“Listen to your dad. There is nothing wrong with accepting help,” her mother said.

“Yes mom.” I had to keep myself from smiling at the tone of Amie’s voice.

“I will leave you to your call,” I told them all. Her mother waved her hand.

“No need. We need to get going. Thank you again, Alpha. And thank you Amie for checking in. Have a nice evening,” her mother said.

“You too, mom.”

“And good luck in tomorrow’s game, pumpkin. Elder, would you give me a call?” their father said.

“Thank you, love you dad,” Amie said.

“Sure,” Beta Elder agreed. Amie and Becky waved before hanging up. Amie sighed and leaned against my side and put her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her.

“Thank you for calming my parents,” she said.

“I’m grateful they told me, and you do know there will be no going around alone from now on?” I told her.

“I do, but I agree with Elder. I think my dad and Becky are making it bigger than it is,” she said.

“Maybe. And if that is the case, I will be happy. I just won’t gamble your safety on it.”

“I know. I think my mom really likes you.” She changed the topic. I smiled.

“You look like her,” I said.

“I do. Elder takes after our dad.”

“I like them. I like how protective they are of you,” I told her. She laughed.

“Yeah, I thought you might.” Her phone dinged and she looked at it.

“Becky suggests we arrange a family dinner on our next day off. She wants to plan how we can get together after the games and thinks a dinner would be good. You are invited,” she told me.

“You don’t have to invite me just because I invited you to my family dinner. Your family is nice. I will walk you there and I will pick you up,” I offered.

“Now you are just silly. First off, I would have invited you regardless. I want you to get to know my brother and Becky and I don’t know how long it will take for us to see each other again. But more importantly, I didn’t invite you, Becky did.” She showed me the message. The last line read.