Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 104350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
When Riley grabbed a small gift-wrapped box and pink card and held them against her chest like a shield, Tao squeezed her shoulder and shot her an encouraging look.
Lucy opened the trunk of another car and said, “Tao can carry the card and gift. You need to carry this.” She picked a white box out of the trunk and lifted the lid, revealing a large, rectangular cake covered in white icing and some kind of edible photo—Tao couldn’t quite make it out. Obligingly he took the card and present from Riley, who then carefully took the cake.
Guiding Tao and Riley quickly toward a forested area, Lucy said, “The party’s taking place in the clearing.”
Tao didn’t need her to point it out; he could hear the music blasting.
Lucy paused. “I never thought to ask if you need to freshen up.”
“I probably should,” said Riley, “but if I hang around there’s a good chance I’ll be seen.”
“True,” said Lucy. “Then our efforts would have been for nothing.” Lucy paused midway through the woods. From there Tao could see lights twinkling up ahead. Balloons and streamers were tied to trees and bobbing with the breeze.
“How many people know Riley’s coming?” he asked.
“Me, my parents, Sawyer, our Beta, and Duncan. I couldn’t trust the others to keep it quiet. If Cynthia found out, she’d have told Riley’s uncles out of sheer spite.” Turning to Riley, she gripped her arms. “You ready?”
Riley took a deep breath. “I’m ready.”
“Good. Listen for a cheer. That’s your signal to light the candle and get moving. By the time we start singing ‘Happy Anniversary,’ you should be entering the circle.” Lucy handed Tao a lighter and gave Riley a nod of approval. “You did the right thing.” The female then jogged away.
Tao blinked at Riley. “They sing ‘Happy Anniversary’?”
“In the same rhythm that they sing ‘Happy Birthday,’” she confirmed. “Cheesy, I know.”
Getting a good look at the family photo on the cake, he said, “It’s pretty.”
“It’s a picture of me and my uncles.”
“You were a cute kid. What happened to you?”
She huffed at him. “I’d ram my elbow into your ribs if I wasn’t worried I’d drop the cake.”
“Your heartbeat is racing. Calm down, it’ll be fine.” Tao wouldn’t allow anything less.
Hearing the cheer, she tensed. “Here goes nothing.”
“Happy anniversary to you . . .”
Tao lit the candle and followed Riley as she walked through the trees, singing along.
“Happy anniversary to you . . .”
Entering the clearing, he saw a happy couple smiling beneath a huge congratulatory banner. Their eyes landed on Riley. And they gaped.
“Happy anniversary to Max and Ethan . . .”
As the others finally spotted Riley, the singing, laughing, and cheering stopped. Her stomach churned, but she ignored it. Lucy, the Alphas, and Hugh sang along with her, drawing out, “Happy anniversary to you.” A little sheepishly, Riley then added, “Surprise!”
CHAPTER FIVE
All that could be heard was the lanterns clinking and the streamers fluttering. Tao sensed Riley’s anxiety and thought about stepping in, but then her uncles came forward. Eyes prickling with tears, the taller of the two blew out the candle, handed the cake to his mate, and wrapped his arms around Riley.
After a heartbeat of silence, people cheered and clapped. Many then came forward to greet her, taking their turns hugging her one at a time. Tao stood back and watched the reactions of those around him. They were all so focused on Riley that they barely noticed him.
Everyone seemed pleased to see her and touched by her uncles’ joy . . . with the exception of two females. One was a middle-aged redhead who he guessed was Wade’s mother; she was glaring at Riley with a mixture of pain and contempt. The other female looked a little like Lucy and, scowling, was digging her nails into the arm of a tall, dark male who was staring at Riley curiously. Tao assumed they were Cynthia and Sawyer.
He could tell which ravens had lost children in the shooting just by their expressions; they either looked at Riley with a sad glint in their eyes that said they were remembering their own deceased children, or they looked at her with remorse and an awkward smile.
Tao watched Ethan and Max Porter fuss over Riley, and it became infinitely clear that they worshipped the ground she walked on. They both would have her back there in a heartbeat if they thought it was best for her.
Riley suddenly turned to face Tao and grabbed his arm to pull him toward her. “Max, Ethan—this is Tao, the Phoenix Pack’s Head Enforcer. Tao, these are my uncles, Ethan and Max.”
Not particularly comfortable in social settings outside his pack, Tao simply said, “Riley speaks highly of you.” There was nothing effeminate about either male. They were both tall and muscled and moved like they could handle themselves. With his stylish pants and shirt and his well-groomed appearance, Max looked like a predator in corporate clothing. Ethan, on the other hand, had a cowboy style with his checked shirt, jeans, and boots.