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“I’m not,” he chuckles. “I hate them, I always get freaked out. And I hate the gory stuff too.”

“Then what kind of movies do you like?” I want to know. “Action?”

“Nope,” he shakes his head. “I like arthouse movies.”

I stare at him. “No way! Like those complicated, artistic depressing movies?”

“Exactly,” he grins. “I also like classics and theatre, and even some operas. Eric does too, so the last time we met up, I actually went to the opera with him. We watched a Richard Wagner play.”

“You and Eric?” I say in disbelief. “I can see Eric visiting the theatre and opera, but you?”

“I’m not lying,” he grins. “We watched Lohengrin.”

“You’re telling me you sat through almost four hours of opera?” I continue to question him.

He grins. “Hey, what have I ever done for you to question me like that?” he asks. Before I can even open my mouth, he raises his hand in defense. “Forget that I asked that.”

I raise my brows at him, but don’t comment. “Richard Wagner,” I say after a while, chuckling softly. “I can’t believe it.”

He wiggles his brows. “I’m full of surprises.”

I look at him, amused. “I’m starting to realize that.”

Sisters

*CELINE*

Thestormwhippedthroughthe forest with a lot of force, but fortunately, it didn’t do much damage. There were just a few trees knocked over, and the river closest to the mountain flooded into a nearby meadow. We’ll be able to clear the damage within a few days.

No pack members were harmed, thankfully, which is all that matters. There is a little damage to some homes but it’s nothing we can’t repair.

“Does this mean you were stuck inside with Marius for hours?” Garret asks me in surprise. I’ve finally told him what’s been going on in my private life. Harmony knows everything already, but I’ve decided that Garret, being the pack’s gamma and my third in command now, needs to know too. I trust him fully, that’s why he’s my gamma after all.

I snort, “Yes, but after the initial shock, it wasn’t too bad.”

“Do you think it will work out between you?” Harmony asks me.

“I have no idea.”

“Just let me know if and when you need me to kick his butt,” Garret says with a grin. “Or, in case you want me to hold a match-making party for you with all the eligible single wolves out there. We could literally do a werewolf version of The Bachelorette.”

“Yes, Garret,” I state dryly. “No.”

I decide to ignore his teasing comments and head over to see Marcel and Jazz. Jazz has moved to Red Claw now, and today Liam will make her an official pack member. She is here to say her official goodbyes to everyone. I’ve already reassured her that she will always be welcome in this pack if she wants to visit or return for whatever reason. The obvious bite on her shoulder tells me she’s already been marked, so I’m assuming things are going really well between her and Aryanna. Not that I had any doubts.

“Don’t be a stranger,” Harmony says and squeezes her shoulder.

“Yes,” Marcel hugs her once more. “This is your home, and you have your big bro here. Don’t abandon me totally, or I’ll be lonely.”

Jazz smiles as tears fill her eyes. “I owe you everything, Marcel,” she says firmly. “You took care of me when Mom and Dad died, and you’ve always been the best older brother a girl could ask for. You will always have a place in my life, and I expect to see you at least once a week.” She turns her smile to Luca, who is standing next to Marcel, looking a little lost.

“Luca,” Jazz smiles brightly at him. “Please take care of my big brother, will you? Like you did for Val.”

Luca’s eyes widen at the familial responsibility she is giving him, and he nods firmly. “Of course, Miss Jazmine,” he says.

That’s a smart move from her, I think. We are all well aware that Valerie saved Luca, but she encouraged him to stand with her against his brother and father in order to escape. We need to make sure he never forgets how brave he was.

Luca has settled in here over the last week. He’s even started training with Marcel and Garret to help him connect to his wolf. His wolf has been suppressed by the silver collar for so long that it will take a while for him to come forward.