(Owen POV)
The door to my room opened followed by a long depressive groan.
“How did the meeting go?” I asked as she climbed my bed. I closed my laptop and put it to the side as she straddled my lap.
“Tiring and frustrating.” She said hugging me.
“Your heartbeat is so soothing” she said as I laughed and ran my hand through her hair.
“Is it now?” I asked as she nodded.
“But I hate our council!” she suddenly said sitting straight. Her eyes were on fire as she kept mumbling and cursing them.
“It's ok, baby girl,” I said chuckling at how quickly her mood changes.
“Anyhow what were you searching in your laptop,” she asked as I tensed.
“Um nothing important” I said as she squinted her eyes and stare at me.
I was actually searching for the whereabouts of my so-called father. As of now I
