I never thought I would have a chat with Ivy as my mother-in-law, and the words "we need to talk" always made my anxiety worse. Carol had the same problem I did, but I was better at hiding it. The issue here lies in the fact that Ivy can read my thoughts.
"Uh, okay," I said cautiously, trying to read her expression. She looked... serene. That was somehow worse. "What do we need to talk about?"
"About you and Kase," she replied simply. "I know my son would love to have this chat later, but considering you two almost died, I think I should help you out a bit."
"Help me?" I asked.
"Look, my son will try to mark you as soon as he wakes up. He has been waiting for his mate for too long, but the problem is that we have no idea how your power may react, and if you lose control again, you m
