Page 27 of Sincerely, Pack Pucked
“I’m not exactly elated about the situation, but it’s not like she’s dating or bonded,” I said as I changed my socks.
A bitter laugh escaped his chest. “Do you really think she would ever be open to meeting us if she’s got a baby?”
I shrugged, a grin spreading across my face. “I’m not sure, but honestly, I don’t care about the baby. I’m more concerned that she is supported. Maybe this will be the thing that pushes her over the edge, accepts that we need to meet.”
My pack mate stared at me like I had grown a second head. “Dude, we aren’t exactly living a baby-friendly lifestyle, but fuck, I would change everything for her.”
If Maple said she wanted to meet, I would take her up on it in a heartbeat. The baby didn’t change my feelings about her one single bit.
More to love.
“We can change—that is—if shewantedto meet us.”
She had insisted she had her own reasons for not wanting to meet, and they had nothing to do with us, but it was kind of hard not to take it personally sometimes.
“We all know the only reason she hasn’t met us is because she’s shy,” Saint argued. “She has some crazy idea that we aren’t going to adore her because she won’t live up to our expectations.”
“You’ve been trying to change her mind for months and she hasn’t budged.”
“Don’t you want to meet her as well?”
I sighed. “Of course, I want to meet her—she’s wonderful—but is she really going to be all that we think she is?”
Saint looked away for a moment, a mildly guilty look on his face. “I may have had an idea…”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “Tell me.”
“What if we hired a private investigator?”
My eyes snapped open, meeting his. “Actually, that isn’t a terrible idea. Is it an invasion of her privacy, though?”
“Better to ask for forgiveness than permission?” Saint smirked, making me laugh so loudly, that several of our teammates looked at us questioningly as they changed. “I wouldask Spencer to look into her, but can you imagine what he would do if he perceived her as a security risk?”
I laughed. Our security team was somewhat overzealous when it came to protecting us—we appreciated it, really. Even though we were all alphas ourselves, after one too many crazies had come after Saint, the Chargers insisted that we have security.
Maple really had us tied in knots.
“Dude, she would kill us. Forget about her—can you imagine howDevinwould react?”
Saint winced. “Ugh, why does he have to be so responsible?”
Our pack mate was still in the rink with the coach, talking to him about some meeting or another, while we got changed.
“Because if he wasn’t, we would have probably been arrested by now,” Percy said as he closed his locker.
Saint pursed his lips and nodded. Over the years, we had gotten into our fair share of mischief, and Devin was usually the one who got us out of it.
Our conversation was interrupted by the assistant coach coming in. “Hey, guys, are you all packed and ready for the weekend?”
We all nodded. We had an away game coming up, and we traveled as a team.
“I don’t understand why we have to take a bus when we usually fly,” I said with a frown.
The assistant coach laughed. “It’s because we got gifted that fancy vehicle, and now the bosses want us to use it. Thankfully, we only take the bus if the game is a state or two away, otherwise, we’ll stick to flying.”
Saint grinned. “That’s good to know. I love all my teammates, but if I’m stuck in a bus with my pack mates for too long, I may murder one of them.”
I rolled my eyes. “Saint, of all the pack members who are likely to be murdered on a long drive, it’s you. Do you not remember the time you stole all my road trip snacks?”
