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“Your mom is going to be just as crazy. And I’m pretty sure your brother might try to kill me,” I joked.

Paige smirked at me. “Tell me the truth, did my brother know that we were fated mates before I knew?”

My smile fell slightly, and I looked back at the road quickly. I swallowed the air before nodding. “Yes, I told him as soon as I knew.”

She chuckled darkly. “Then he will be too busy hiding from me to kill you.”

Chapter twenty-nine

Paige

“Ama,” I called out from the front porch of my family’s home. “Can you bring me some Agua Frescas?”

“I’m already ahead of you, Mija,” Ama said as she walked out the front door. “It’s thirsty work feeding a baby.”

She bent down and kissed the top of my son’s head, cooing at him in Spanish as she handed me the cold glass.

“Where is mine?” My mother asked her mother, a humous smile on her face. “It's hard work being a grandma.”

“Oh, don’t I know it!” Ama exclaimed with enthusiasm. “Just look at me, caring for my granddaughter as she cares for her baby. Maybe I should make you serve us instead.”

Mom laughed, holding up her hands in defeat. “Okay, okay. Yes, I will get the next round of drinks and snacks.” She stood up and kissed the top of my head. “I have homemade tortillas inside. What if I make you a quesadilla to go with the frescas?”

I smiled at Mom. “You don’t have to, Mom. I’m sure Nyte is going to show up with lots of food when he gets back.”

“Oh, a little snack now won’t hurt your appetite. Breastfeeding burns the calories so fast.” She argued back, my grandma chuckling as she took my mom’s seat on the porch swing beside me.

“That’s a good abuela,” she teased.

I smiled at my baby as Mom walked into the house, yelling at my brother to get out of the tortillas. I laughed at his whines, telling her he was hungry and reminding me of that morning when I woke up to Nyte, and my brother asking for food. Thinking about that day brought a smile to my face. It had been the morning after my premonition. I had been so scared and unsure of the future back then, unaware that I was falling into place according to the fates.

I stifled a laugh as I thought about how I had approached Nyte, unaware that he knew fully well that I was his mate and that he was mine. He and I often laughed over what I had said to him. My swearing that this was only temporary and explaining that I was searching for a way to escape my fated mate. He often teased me about telling my fated mate that I was planning to break the bond, even as I protested that I would never have considered rejecting him if I had known it was him.

“What is so funny?” Ama asked, pulling out a knitting project from her purse she had been working on.

I smiled at her. “I’m just reminded of a fond memory I have out here on this porch,” I explained.

I felt the baby unlatch, looking down at his sleeping face. Gently, I pulled my shirt back in place and lifted him to rest against my chest, careful not to wake the sleeping baby. Ama watched with a tender smile, cooing at his sleeping face turned towards her.

“He is just perfect, Mija,” Ama sighed, unable to help herself but to touch his hand. She frowned, looking at the red bracelet around his tiny wrist. “It’s fraying; you had best come to the shop soon and replace it. We don’t want any evil eyes on our little alpha prince.”

I nodded, glancing at the red braided bracelet. “It must be working extra hard; that’s his third one this month,” I commented.

“Heavy is the crown,” Ama sighed and returned to her knitting. “Speaking of the crown.”

Just then, Nyte pulled up in front of the house, climbing out of the driver’s seat and waving to us. I smiled at my handsome mate, the werewolf king of San Diego and Alpha of the Oceanside Pack. He strutted up the walkway and onto the porch with his Betas at his side, bending down to kiss my lips before brushing a gentle peck on our son’s head.

“How was your full moon?” I asked, smiling behind him at Thompson and Madi.

“It would have been better with you there,” he answered, smiling at Ama. “But I understand that couldn’t be done this month.”

“I promise, Nyte,” Ama said with a smile. “Next month, we will bring the coven out to that forest. Paige has told me so much about the spring inside the cave. It sounds like a wonderful place to spend the full moon.”

I smiled between my grandma and Nyte as I nodded. “On the full moon, the spring glows with so much magic,” I added with a sigh. “It’s beautiful.”

Ama grinned at me. “Then it will be the new tradition for the San Diego Coven to join the San Diego werewolves on the full moons. Moon water baptisms in the spring would be a wonderful way to cleanse ourselves of the old ways.”

I smiled at my grandma. “That is a wonderful idea, Ama.”

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