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“Tessa, I birthed you. I know you better than anyone.”

Trouble cocked a brow and grinned. “That’s what you think.”

Sunday offered them all a weak smile. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Certainly took you long enough,” Phe said, her tone not amused in the slightest.

“Phe, leave it.” I practically growled the words at her, but she needed to know that no matter what had happened in the past, Sunday was my mate, and she wouldn’t be disrespected.

“Ronin, get out of the way. Poor thing is going to think we don’t have any manners. We can’t leave the pregnant woman standing outside in the snow. Come on in, sweetheart. Let’s get you warmed up.” My mom held out her arm, gesturing for us to come inside.

“I’m fine. I love the snow. It’s really beautiful here.” Sunday beamed at me as she took in the landscape again.

“Well, I want to get inside so we can unpack and rest a little. Jet lag is killer, even when you’re a shifter. I need to get my baby mama off her feet.”