After exchanging pleasantries, Dana noticed an older woman approaching. She recognized her from their last encounter, a lively woman with a mischievous glint in her eye.
"Tim, my boy," the woman greeted her, her voice filled with affection. "Last time you didn't say a word when you were here with her, you sneaky one. Now, introduce me to your mate."
Tim's smile widened. "Aunt Mary, please meet my mate, Dana. Dana, this is my Aunt Mary."
"It's a pleasure to meet you," Dana began, but she was cut off as Aunt Mary pulled her into a warm hug.
"Welcome to Stormheart, sweetie," Aunt Mary said, stepping back to measure Dana with an analyzing eye. "I believe you're in need of some clothes."
Dana smiled shyly, touched by the older woman's warmth. Tim intervened, "Aunt Mary, I really appreciate
