Jemma's POV
Cassius left the dining room with my father and brother. The warriors soon followed, grumbling about training. Some of them smiled at my mother, sister, and I as they walked by. Tiffany looked at a few of them with the hope of finding her mate. I felt a little sad for my sister. I patted her arm. "You'll find him, Tiff."
She turned to me and smile. "I hope you are right."
My mother stood up from the table. "Let's get started," She looked at me. "Miss Suzy can look after Nick in the pup room if you want, Jemma."
I looked at my son. "Do you want to stay with us and do boring stuff or go play with the other pups?"
"Do they have cars?" He asked, looking between his grandmother and me.
My mother patted his head. "Of course they have cars, Nicholas," She laughed.
