Koko's POV.

"My sister?"

I got to the dining room this morning and I could feel how tensed the air was as I was walking in, I saw both my mate and his sister, they seemed to be having a very heated conversation, but that was not until I walked in.

They both looked at me; my mate kept his eyes on me longer until I sat on my seat.

"I'm sorry, but is there something on my face?" I had to ask him after a while, because the staring was becoming a little too discomforting to me.

"Koko…"

He called me, as he placed the fork and knife that...