Cirdan

“She was provoked, what do you expect her to do?” I snapped at my father who was telling me that his phone was blowing up about his son’s mate. We were currently in Iris room and by we, I mean me, Iris, Finn and the twins. They were back in their wolf forms, pressing to Iris sides and this time, her fingers were deeply rooted in their furs. Accepting the comfort they were offering her but even with that acceptance, I could still feel her turmoil.

“I am sorry sire, I know I am not supposed to talk to you that way.” I added a little calmer into the...