Liam arrived.

I crossed my left leg over the other and folded my arms beneath my chest. “Got some champagne?” I joked. Why is he still dumbfounded at me being his daughter’s mate? “I need to wet my throat.”

“Can you hold your alcohol?” He asked, strolls to the kitchen.

“Sure!”

He arrived with a glass and poured me champagne and handed it over to me. I took it from him and added with a ‘Thank you’

“You are welcome.” He responded and sat down on my left side on his sofa. “She’s too young to be your mate, Sihwa.”

“Really?” I took a sip and felt chilled to the...