The Third Person's POV

　　Morgan walks up to her rulers and friends. They are close, and she respects them above everyone but Brandon. He and their daughter are her number one priority, and she will defy her rulers for them. She looks down. Her parents are here. But why? The questions are running a mile a minute in her head, swirling together into incoherent masses.

　　Her grab on Brandon's hand is tightening.

　　'Babe, relax. Breath, please. You are okay, and I am right here. I'm not going anywhere!' He says in her mind, sensing his mate's distraught.

　　'But, I am never met them before. Why are they here, Brandon? Why...