-Harley's POV-
"You don't have to be angry." Noah says.
"I am not angry with you, I am just annoyed. Why does she have to stay here? I understand her father but why does SHE have to come?"
"I don't know why Delilah is here, Harley." He says, shaking his head.
"Does she know that we are mates? Do any of them know?"
"I don't know. I haven't spoken to them since we ran from their house that night and I am not sure if anyone told them." Noah says. "Are you sure you don't want to come?" He asks me.
"No, I promised Eliam we'd spend some time together." I say.
I honestly don't want to see Delilah either. Now that Noah is my mate, I really don't like her.
"Do you think they will agree to help?" Idris asks.
"I hope so." Noah mumbles.
He gives me a kiss and then walks towards the parlor.
