I stirred as I heard noises begin to settle in the apartment. The twins were finally back. I hurried to the kitchen where I could hear my mates talking quietly amongst themselves. I could smell the dungeons on them before I even saw them. I shuddered at the memories of that feral, cold, dark place, and I was glad I did not have to go back there.
“Hey, sorry we didn’t mean to wake you.” Jace apologised once I entered the kitchen.
“Don’t worry about it. I wanted to see you. I missed you.” I tried to hug him but the smell was too strong so I stayed back.
Noah couldn’t look at me, he simply pulled the stop out of his expensive whiskey and poured two glasses, he slid one across to Jace and then took a sip from the other. I have never seen either of them drink before. Tonight must have been
