The Alpha and the Mistake

When I was ten years old, a drunk driver crashed into my father's car. They said it was so bad people had a hard time telling where the drunk's car ended and my father's began. Dad died instantly, so they say, and Mom devastated. For a while, I thought I might lose her too.

Eventually, Mom got better, well sort of. She stopped starving herself and acting like a somewhat normal person. Not laughing or smiling, Mom seemed more like a walking ghost. That is until she met Harry Ford. They met in Minnesota while Mom did extra training for her job and they started dating. Finally, she went back to Mom before Dad's death. Only one little hitch about this whole boyfriend thing though. Harry wasn't exactly human.

got serious Harry revealed his secret to my mom. Somehow, he missed the fact that Mom sucks eggs at keeping secrets. Not even five minutes passed before she told me. Luckily for Harry, I can keep secrets. You see, Harry's a werewolf. I know what you're thinking — run this guy is totally crazy!

the whole shift thing was, I found it also disturbing. I mean, what is not disturbing about your mom's boyfriend stripping down to his boxers in front of you?

it also disturbing. I mean, what is not disturbing about your mom's boyfriend stripping down to his boxers in front of you? Oh, the icing on the whole cake? Apparently, he and Mom were destined to be. Mates, he said, and wanted us to come