“Angie likes werewolves just fine. And she’s been around some of my adult children when they were in their wolf forms, along with my mate. The rest of the pack doesn’t really have much reason to be around her while in wolf shape.”
In other words, Angela was used to seeing werewolves as family and safe to be around. Which theoretically meant that she’d expect no harm to come from her Papa in wolf form.
Carlos let out a sigh at that. Good… that was good. Okay, things were shaping up to be alright, so far.
“That’s good to hear – I appreciate it,” he said to Mia. He sighed again. “Okay… and… you’ll be here with us? At least for a little bit?”
“I’ll stay as long as you need me to,” she confirmed. “Or, at least until I’ve had time to prove that you aren’t going to harm her. Have a little faith in yourself, Carlos. I trust you.”
Carlos couldn’t help the huff of laughter that he made. “Right… right, I’ll try. Th… I appreciate your help, Mia. So… should we still have the this rendezvous at my apartment? I have to, um… do a little wolf-proofing here anyhow.”