Following Sahara inside the house, Joaquin felt like he was under the microscope, being scrutinized by his lady’s mother. They sat on the couch quietly while Sahara was right across from them.
Shanaia frowned as she watched her mother glare at her mate while she had her arms crossed over her chest.
“Come on, mom. Don’t be like this,” Shanaia started.
“Like what?” Sahara replied and Shanaia sighed.
“Mooom,” Shanaia whined and Joaquin put his hand on her thigh.
“It’s okay, my love,” he spoke.
Sahara narrowed her eyes on him as he spoke to Shanaia. She was upset to see the person responsible for her daughter’s disappearance, but he was her mate, her other half and there was nothing she could do about it. On the other hand, she was happy for her daughter.
She has wished for her children
