FIERCE LOVE OF WOLF GODDESS

"Rocky!"

"Uncle-"

Classic case of the voice arriving before the person!

The whirlwind charging toward him consisted of none other than his dear sister-in-law-Susan, and her twin darlings, Payne Smith and Paige Smith.

Did they miss him that much? He'd only been back in the States handling business for two or three months!

It wasn't hard to guess why Payne and Paige were so thrilled about his return-it was definitely because he'd brought them gifts. But Susan? Her cheerful demeanor felt a bit off... Was she planning to set him up on another blind date again?

At that thought, Rocky instinctively took a step back.

In the blink of an eye, Susan and the twins had already rushed up to him.

"What's wrong?" Susan scrutinized him carefully for a moment. "You don't seem too happy to see me?"

"No, no, no, of course not!" he hurriedly denied.

He was starting to feel that returning here was a mistake-like walking straight into a trap. Ever since Kent had willingly settled into marriage, he was the only unmarried one left in this mansion-well, not counting those kids who hadn't reached marriageable age, of course.

And Susan had always made it her mission to see every family member settled. Now her target was clearer than ever.

He had nowhere left to hide.

"Uncle, presents!"

The two little rascals pounced on him from both sides.

Rocky crouched down and swept them into a warm hug.

"Alright, alright, I've got gifts for both of you." He freed one hand and pulled two exquisitely wrapped presents from his bag, handing one to each.

"Thank you, Uncle!" they chimed in unison.

Ahem! Susan cleared her throat. "Rocky, you're not getting any younger. It's about time you got married."

He knew she'd bring this up again. "Susan, I don't have a partner. Who would I even marry?"

That was the truth. Besides, there was nothing wrong with living alone! He didn't plan on changing anything-he preferred to let things take their natural course.

"Finding a partner isn't the issue. What matters is whether you have the heart for it," she said, staring straight at him with a serious expression.

"What heart?" he asked casually.

"The heart to settle down, honestly! You're thirty-three already. If you don't hurry up and find a girlfriend to commit to, are you really planning to stay single forever?" She paused. "Men find it harder to meet someone after thirty-five." She wasn't wrong-though that didn't apply to successful, wealthy men, and Rocky was certainly one of them.

A handsome, wealthy, and witty man like him was many women's dream catch. It was just a shame he'd never shown any interest. Tsk! It's not like he's a monk. Wait, could it be that he already had someone in mind but just hadn't spoken up?

"Fate is decided by heaven. You can't force these things," Rocky said, feigning helplessness as he spread his hands.

She looked at him suspiciously. "Have you already foreseen who your other half is?"

"No." As the prophet of the werewolf clan, he had the ability to foresee events, but he couldn't foresee his own future.

Susan still seemed doubtful. "Really?"

"Really. I can only foresee things about others, not myself." Otherwise, wouldn't his life be incredibly boring?

She studied him again, her emerald green eyes complex and inscrutable.

Susan's gaze was a bit strange-no, very strange. Rocky decided to just ask: "Is something wrong?"

"You..." She hesitated for a moment before continuing, "You don't have some... unusual tendencies, do you?"

Unusual tendencies? Rocky raised an eyebrow. "Susan, what are you trying to say?"

"Are you gay?" she asked bluntly, without beating around the bush.

Gay? Rocky's eyes widened. "Me?" Then he burst into laughter.