Play Along

[Serenity’s POV]

I stand with Maverick while Tyrone and Trinity stare at us curiously. In the moment, I almost wish that I could be the twins since they’re not involved in any of this mess aside from being wolves who are now humans because of me.

“Mates, huh.” Uncle William chuckles, drawing my gaze to him. “Got to say that I’m surprised.”

Frowning, I examine his features, which hold a hint of disbelief. Of course, he would have a hard time believing that Maverick and I were mates since he was the one who kept a close eye on us for the past three years due to my father’s request.

“Since when?” He pushes.

“The new moon.” I respond immediately. “After I turned eighteen.”

Every wolf was able to find their mates after they turned eighteen, and a single new moon had passed since my eighteenth birthday. Would it be so farfetched to say that I found my mate on my very first try, while other wolves sometimes search for months, years, or even decades before finding theirs?