#Chapter10
Lucy POV
Mitchell’s mum made beef stroganoff for dinner. It felt weird sitting at a table eating with a family. Usually I was in a mess hall full of others like me, the chatter was endless and you could blend in easily and remain invisible. Mitchell’s father was on pack patrol, so he didn’t join us. It was just Meredith and Mitchell. His mum asked a never ending amount of questions.
/"Have you found your mate yet?/" Meredith asks and I see Mitchell give his mother a look.
/"What?/" His mother asks, shocked by his glare.
/"You know she hasn’t got a wolf/" Mitchell tells her.
