Rowan
Once that meeting is over, I reach over and take Nadia’s hand. She’s been fretting, twiddling her fingers together and picking at her strings in her pants. “Go for a walk honey?”
“Yes please.”
“Actually, I have a better idea. Let’s go change into something like jeans and we can go have a picnic somewhere. Just us.”
She leans her head to my chest. “That sounds wonderful.”
Her stress vibrates through me. The worry….I won’t lie after what I just heard in that meeting, I am a little afraid. Not for me but for our mates. For Tessi and for Nadia. Because Tessi will be hunted for sheer stupidity. Her grandmother is right. Rare means coveted regardless of what the action having it will do for you. And for my own sweet girl, I don’t want her to ever be in danger. I will walk into battle
