Quinn woke up to a knock on her door, and she sat up, rubbing her eyes and clearing her throat before speaking. “Who’s that?”
“It’s me…” Zayd answered. “Me and some other nuisance, but me regardless. Can I come in?”
Despite being curious of whom he regarded as a nuisance, Quinn straightened up and adjusted the gown an omega had brought her yesterday night. “Yes.”
The door opened, and Zayd stepped in, trying but failing to close it in the face of the woman who stood out there. “Stop behaving like an i***t, Zayd…I just want to see her.”
“Why mom?”
“Because Isabella says she seemed very special to you. You’ve never brought home a decent woman before.” She looked past him at Quinn with a weird smile. “Come on in, Nick…as expected, she is as pretty as Bella said.”
A man appeared in
