Darius POV
I sighed and shook my head, going downstairs where my mother was waiting, along with my father and Clarissa. My mother looked concerned. "Is something wrong?" she asked, craning her head to look upstairs, expecting Sophie to appear.
"Sophie is a little tired and decided to get some sleep" I murmured, lying to them all. I could hardly say we've just argued and she's stormed off to another room, could I? Although, with their sensitive shifter hearing, they probably heard every single word that was uttered anyway.
"I'm sure she just needs some rest," my mother says knowingly, shooting a glance at her husband who nods eagerly.
Yep, they had heard it all. Clarissa just smiled and got up, dusting herself off with her hands and looking resigned "I better go back home. Give Sophi
