So I Married a Werewolf

They were done with breakfast, and the sugar would kick in any second.

Don’t you want to see how he’ll be with them?

I do.

It took everything I had not to add a but. None of this would get any easier—being a single mom or being in the spotlight. Now was as good a time as ever.

“Bibi says Logan wants to meet the kids.” My head was spinning. My house was in its usual post-bomb state that it would probably stay in until Charlotte graduated from high school, my hair was still in a messy bun, and I wasn’t exactly date ready. “Wait, is this a date?”

“Absolutely. Tell them you’re ready when they are. I’ll hang out with the hellions while you shower and get ready.”

“What if...” I was going around in circles, trying to straighten things up, thinking about what I was going to do when a movie star showed up at my house. “I thought I’d have some time to break him in first. Win him over on normal, adult dates. Well, as normal as you can get with cameras in our faces. That way, if the kids overwhelm him, or try to pee on him, he’d already be invested in me.”

“Didn’t you see the way he was looking at you in that picture? He’s a goner. Logan Mathis wants you, and I really need you to be more excited about this.”

“I am excited. I’m also terrified. Because the cameras are rolling, and everyone is expecting this to work out. No matter what. I don’t want him to be with me out of duty, like I stayed with Pedro.” I shook my head. “How will I introduce the kids to him? They don’t understand that Pedro’s gone for good. They talk about Dad coming home all the time.”

Carter and Caleb’s little faces lit up at the D-word.

“Maybe Auntie Wendy can tell them a story about Mommy’s new friend while you’re in the shower,” she suggested. “And lay down ground rules. No peeing on anything, ever again, because it’s disgusting. Now, go get ready.”

The Mating Gamedidn’t feel real until now. Before it was all sparkles and wardrobe fittings and stages. I always came home to...this.

I second-guessed every decision I’d made since Bibi suggested I become a contestant on The Mating Game as I dug through my long-neglected makeup bag—no glam squad today—and got ready to have my first date with Logan Mathis.

What would we do on this date? We couldn’t stay here. But the obvious option was heading out in Green Mountain Village. We wouldn’t need a camera crew to guarantee every eye would be on us. Maybe I could talk production into heading down to Colorado Ranch. The kids loved the rescue farm, the library, and Miss Jenny’s pies.

If we stayed here, we could run into wolves with questions we didn’t have answers for.

The commotion in the living room told me the entourage had arrived. Bibi’s laughter made me believe this was possible.

Her voice came closer, and then there was a knock on the door.

“You look adorable,” she said as she peeked her head around me. “Making over this room just went to the top of my to-do list.”

“No arguments from me.” It still smelled like Pedro in there.

Bibi brightened and turned her attention from the hall of hand-me-downs known as my bedroom to me. “Our trip here is unexpected, but we’ll have fun.”

“As long as Wendy sold the kids on this, and they don’t try to mark their territory.”

Bibi motioned for me to follow her.

Oh, no. They peed on Logan Mathis.

At least I could look forward to spending the rest of my life explaining the amusing yet tragic story of how a wolf as fabulous as Bibi le Bonnet wasn’t magical enough to find my forever mate.

I held my breath when I entered the living room, never expecting to find Logan on his knees in the corner of it, inspecting a Lego structure the boys had been working on. It had been their birthday gift from Pedro.

He’d helped them half-build it before he took off. They’d been so happy working on it together. Pedro might not have been my dream partner, but the boys adored him. Was this wrong, that I wanted to introduce someone new into their lives?

Under the direction of Carter and Caleb, the spaceship had morphed from a budding vehicle into a freeform art project.

Charlotte was in on the mix too, holding up Lego pieces for Logan to use. It was actually starting to look like a spaceship again.

“Now that is adorable,” Bibi said as we stood in the doorway watching the scene. Wendy grinned at me and gave me a thumbs up.

Logan looked up at me, and our gazes locked. This was a side of him I’d never seen in one of his movies or shows, and definitely not on stage last night.

My wolf rumbled in approval.

This was the type of man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.