The bonfire had been a success, like the previous years.

Everybody was happy, in the mood for celebrations, still jolly and Christmas-y. Except for three: Vincent, Diwa, and Ma’Heron…

Di couldn’t stop herself from thinking about what her elder brother was doing. She knew that he felt guilty for what happened to her so many years ago, but this way of protecting her was excessive, even for someone like Ma’Heron Denar.

Despite their closeness, she was angry at him. She also couldn’t stop thinking about what she would do to him if he continued being a dick about who her mate was.

“You went too far this time, brother. I...