Page 38 of Edward’s Bunny

“Hilde, it could be dangerous,” my mother said, looking at Nana.

Nana nodded. “It could be, but your boy has a good head on his shoulders, Cam. He knows what he’s doing.” Nana rose from her seat. “Brian, I’d like to speak with you in the other room.”

I swallowed as I watched Nana head to the living room. “I’ll be back in a few. The turkey’s almost ready to go into the oven.”

“I’ve got it. Go speak with your grandmother,” my mom said.

Taking a deep breath, I followed Nana into the living room. My dad was in his recliner with his feet up, watching TV. It looked like the pregame show; my father was an avid football watcher.

“Louis, go find another room.”

My father opened his mouth to protest but quickly closed it when he looked at Nana. He put his feet down, shut off the TV, and hurried to the kitchen. I was a thousand percent sure he would ask my mother what was going on.

“Nana, if you—”

“Sit down, Brian,” Nana said.

I took another breath and did as she instructed. Nana shuffled to my side and settled on the couch before speaking. “I don’t care that you’re hanging around predator shifters.”

My eyes widened in shock. “You don’t?”

She smiled and shook her head. “I’ve never been one to hate. I’ve known some predators to be rotten eggs and some prey shifters a million times worse. It’s the person. So, no, I don’t mind that you’re hanging around predators.”

I felt a smile begin to tug at my lips but sobered. “Then, what did you want to talk to me about? In private?”

“Mates, more specifically, fated mates.”

“What about them? You know more than me.” I straightened in my seat.

She sighed. “I didn’t want to tell you this in front of the others because your parents aren’t fated, and neither is your sister with her husband, but there are some things that your friend needs to know.”

“What?” My stomach rolled with queasiness. Was there something bad about fated mates? Was it good?

“I was hoping you’d let me meet your friend. I really need to discuss it with them.”

“Nana, tell me what it is. I need to know.”

“Schatje—”

“Nana, please, is it something bad?” I asked, interrupting her.

Nana leaned back and narrowed her eyes. “Brian, why is it so important to you? It’s something meant for fated mates.”

I sat up straight and looked her in the eyes. "Nana, I've found my mate."

Nana’s mouth hung open for a moment before giving her head a quick shake. “You’re not bonded yet. I don’t sense a connection with you. Are you sure you’ve found your mate?”

I nodded. “I’m sure, Nana. It’s new, and we haven’t bonded yet. But I know he’s my mate.”

I had no doubt in my mind that Edward was mine, no matter what anyone said or if we were bonded yet or not. He was my mate, plain and simple. The realization of that fact made me grin.

“Is he the reason why you broke up with Randy?” Nana asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.

“Partly. Things with Randy weren’t going well. I imagine, no: I know I would’ve broken up with him regardless,” I replied.

“Why didn’t you tell the rest of the family if you’re so sure?”

I glanced back to the kitchen and looked back. “I’m not ready to tell them. It’s new, and we’re still figuring things out. I’ll tell them when the time is right.”

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