Page 89 of Her Big Bad Wolf

“We meet at last.”

The two of them shook hands and then started sharing stories as if they were old friends.

“I thought you didn’t know anyone,” I said to Isaac.

He chuckled. “Archie and I have worked together for years. We’ve just never met in person. Archie, this is my mate.”

“Vanessa Relic,” he said and then prepared to spout off information about me.

“Take it down a notch, Archie. Most people don’t like realizing you’re a walking computer of personal knowledge,” Ben said.

“Ben, the triplets did great tonight,” I told him.

“And Archie, it is nice to meet you. I love meeting friends of Isaac. You’re a rare breed.”

He snorted and pushed his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose. “You don’t have to tell me about that. I’m not evensure how you managed to convince him to come out of hiding. Must be some sort of voodoo magic. Are you a witch?”

“Nope, just his one true mate.”

Isaac pulled me into his arms and kissed me. “Damn right you are.”

“I’ll never understand your infatuation with finding a true mate. I swear it’s a wolf thing,” he grumbled.

“Uh, foxes here,” Susan reminded him.

“What are you guys doing here?”

“Our favorite triplets, plus little Vada. Are you kidding, the entire Bravo team called it an early day to ensure we all got here in time to cheer them on. You did a great job. Can’t wait to see our kids up on that stage in a few years,” Tarron explained.

“Thank you so much for coming.”

As the kids were dismissed and able to come and find their families, cheers and applause rang out through the room once more.

“I did it!” Cam said proudly as he jumped in the air to high five Isaac and then each of his brothers.

“You did great,” Isaac gushed. “Just like we practiced.”

“It was pretty cool,” Noah admitted.

Cam beamed up at his brother.

I grabbed him and hugged him. “I am so proud of you.”

“Mom, you’re choking me,” he complained, squirmed out of my grasp, and ran off to play with his friends.

I still teared up a little every time one of the boys called me mom. Or maybe it was just the baby hormones.

Vada’s parents came over to thank me as did others as the room thinned.

I was so distracted with helping to straighten things up that I didn’t even notice Isaac go still until I felt a wave of emotions through our bond.

“Isaac?” a woman asked hesitantly.

He just stood there, wide-eyed and staring back at her.

She started to cry. “Isaac!”

The man next to her tried to stop her, but he was too late. She ran to my mate and hugged him.