THREE WEEKS LATER
I blushed furiously as the triplets took turns in kissing my forehead. My father sat across from us with a huge smile plastered on his face as he watched on. I had just officially introduced Father to my mates, and they had sworn to embarra*s me. But my father did not seem to mind.
It had been a few weeks since the battle with the rogues and both Father and I had almost fully healed. We had been spending a lot of time together since his recovery and catching up for all the years we had missed together.
It felt strange to have family in my life. One of the best things that had happened to me, but strange all the same. Some days I would wake up and wonder if it was all just a dream I would wake from sooner or later. But Father was still here. He still had a smile for me.
