Lily and James (werewolf novel) novel Chapter 241

Chapter 0241

(Stephanie POV)

My heart racing, I immediately began looking for my mother. I could not find her anywhere.

“Mom!” I shouted in the mind-link. “Where are you?!!?”

“I am in the Steffie Garden with Jane and Sheila. Are you okay?”

“I am on my way!” I replied.

I hurried downstairs and cut through the packhouse kitchen, shoving any omegas who dared to get in my way. A couple of them fell and began crying, but that was their problem. I needed to get to my mother as quickly as possible.

I finally arrived, finding her having afternoon tea with Jane and Sheila. The Steffie Garden had been built and named after me after I “died.” It had previously been used as a lounge for omegas during their breaks, but my mother wanted an interior garden space dedicated to my memory, and this was the only

room that was not only big enough but that could also have large portions of the roof replaced with glass

to allow a sufficient amount of sunlight.

The best part about the Steffie Garden was that, because it was located within the four walls of the

packhouse, Sheila and I were allowed to be there notwithstanding our current house arrest.

My mother stood up and approached me. “Stephanie, darling, are you okay?”

“It is James!”

Jane stood up. “What about James? Is he okay?”

I smiled as I started jumping up and down. “Yes! He is on his way home! He just texted me! He will be here on Friday!!!!”

“Oh, that is amazing news! I am so glad! Finally!!!” my mother exclaimed. She then turned to Jane.

“See, Jane! I told you that they were mates. Why else would he reach out to Stephanie before any of us?”

“Maybe because you are the one who texts him 50 times each day,” my wolf said in annoyance.

Ignoring my wolf, I explained the crisis situation to my mother. “There is a problem, though, Mom… I have not been able to leave the packhouse, so I have not been able to get my hair done, or my nails done, or. even get a proper waxing. And what am I supposed to wear if I cannot go shopping?!?!?”

My mother thought for a moment. “Oh, dear. Well… perhaps we can ask the werewolf council for

meet your mate! What do you think, Jane?”

Jane scoffed. “I think Stephanie looks fine the way she is.”

I felt hurt by Jane’s words, and so I gave my mother a look.

“What Jane means, dear, is that you are so beautiful already that you already put all the other she-wolves