Umayza I just giggle as Mama hands Papa his shirt and I see a smirk on his face before he turns it towards the rest. It is a black shirt which reads “I may be wrong, but I doubt it.” Conri looks with a horrified look at his Mother and I know he fears what she has on her shirt. Mama turns around to put on her yellow shirt and when she turns around I hear everyone gasp because it reads, “Underestimate me, that’ll be fun.” Papa is rolling in the aisles, we all know that it is the truth and none of us will ever make that mistake. With everyone distracted by Mama I quickly put on my shirt and Papa falls of his seat after he has read my shirt. Evander and Conri look from my shirt to me and I just smile at them as Dad reads it out loud, “Raising my Mates is exhausting.” I hear Callan and Blaze laughing their asses off as they sit down again.“Okay, Little Ghost. What did you get your Mates? I think they are grateful you didn’t pick the shirt I showed them on my phone.” Armand says and I ask him what he had figured I would wear. Asilda stares at him when he tells us, because it had been a shirt I had been contemplating. I hand them their shirts and both of them hold the text away from the others. They look at each other’s shirt with a huge smile on their face, Evander’s shirt reads, “Who left the bag of Idiots open?” and Conri’s reads, “Warning! I do dumb things.” Conri asks how others will react to the dress code for tonight, “I think it is an ice breaker. It is always difficult to find something to talk about with strangers and now all of them have something on their shirt that can be the start of a conversation.” Evander says. We see a lot of amazing shirts as we are sitting at our table and I see a lot of Wolves and Lycans talking as they point at the shirt of someone. It is definitely making things a lot easier for everyone tonight and I hope they will remember this night for a long time, no matter the outcome. Former Alpha Atlas is wearing a shirt that says, “I am the Boss” and former Luna Anthea is wearing a shirt that says, “I am the real Boss.” I point out to Evander that his parents could have gotten that one too and I hear Conri chuckle as Evander reads them out loud. We had laughed our asses off when Joseph and Inti had shown up and Conri asked why he hadn’t gotten a shirt with Inti’s text, “Me? Wrong? Never!” Evander had looked at him and asked him if he wanted an entire new wardrobe, because he had pointed out quite a few he really liked. Tarja had kept track of every shirt both of them had commented on and I have a long list with shirts they like, looks like I already have my Christmas presents ready for my Mates. If I wrap each of them separately there will be a whole lot of presents under the tree this year. Theron is counting down to midnight in the mind-link and the moment he reaches zero I see Armand stiffen, he is looking at Lilith with a smile on his face. He doesn’t get up until she starts walking towards him, but my attention gets drawn to my protection detail and I have a huge smile on my face. The only one that stays in his seat is Callan, but I don’t get the feeling he is to upset and when I look at him to see him staring at a female that is hanging on the arm of another Squad member. The male quickly realizes what is going on but when he tries to step away from the female she starts shaking her head, “I don’t want anything less than a member of a Royal Squad and you promised you would take me as your chosen Mate.” The female yells. The male pushes her softly away from him and tells her he won’t take her as his chosen Mate, not if status is all that matters to her. She turns to Callan demanding to know his name and we all know what is going to happen, she is going to reject him. After she speaks the words Callan looks at her and says, “I, Callan, member of the Royal Squad accept your rejection.” The look on her face is priceless, but I wish my friend didn’t have to go through this pain and I am surprised when Theseus tells Doc that he isn’t allowed to give her something for the pain. Being a Lycan makes it easier for him to handle the pain and he just sits back down in his seats, defeated and hurt. My Mates don’t stop me when I crawl into his lap and I wrap my arms tightly around him, holding him as others around us celebrate finding their fated Mate. About fifteen minutes later his head snaps up and Conri quickly lifts me out of his lap as a very angry looking female stalks over to us, she looks at me as she is growling. Callan steps in front of me, “She was just comforting me, I just got rejected.” He says and the female just stares at him. “Lyla, you made it.” I hear Theron say, but she just keeps staring at Callan and I see a look of hurt on his face as she keeps quiet. Through the mind-link I explain to Theron what she saw and he is quick to confirm to Lyla what she was told about Callan’s rejection. She slowly walks over to Callan to step into his arms, they just stand there as they inhale the other’s scent. Conri sits down with me on his lap and Evander rests his head on my belly as we wait for Lyla to say something to Callan, “I am sorry for overreacting.” She whispers and I burst out in laughter, making everyone look at me. “Sorry, but I think I would have done the same thing. Hell, you males would have been worse.” I say as I look at Lyla and I see a smile on her face, before she says, “You’re Little ghost.” I turn towards Theron with a confused look on my face and he tells me that Lyla used to be a member of one of the Royal Squads as well, but that she retired after most of her Squad died during an assignment. Alexia asks how it is possible they never spend time during the days of the Full Moon and none of them have an answer, it just turned out that way for some reason. “Do you think he still regrets getting his own cottage?” Alexia asks and I feel Conri shaking with laughter. Callan glares at Alexia while Lyla looks at me and apologizes again for overreacting, she looks at my baby bump with a smile on her face. “Still not near my due date, I am expecting a triplet.” I say, making her jaw drop and she starts laughing when she reads my shirt. “How did they come up with the idea for tonight’s dress code?” She asks and everyone points in my direction, so I explain to her what had happened a few days ago. She opens her jacket to show me her shirt and I am in stitches as I read, “Sorry, I don’t speak Bullshit.”