It doesn't take much persuading for Aunt Freya to let her go hang out with Dylan's pack. She might just be excited that Hope has another stable werewolf in her life - and a werewolf-witch at that. All it takes is a promise that Hope will spend at least full month of the summer here in New Orleans, her spring break is hers to do with as she chooses.

Her fingers drum against her thigh as they go, nervous energy filling the space. She knows that this is fine, and none of these people know her, but that doesn't change the fact that she doesn't exactly have the best track record with making friends.

But she wants to try.

"Is there anything I should know?" She glances back at Dylan. "Any ... rituals or niceties?"