The air was heavy with expectation, but I could not be bothered to feel uncomfortable. I was happier than I had been in living memory. Melissa Nøkkenson had finally, after years of proving how extraordinary she was, agreed to be mine for the rest of our lives. Sammy had taken the chiefs out of the room, along with the resident genius. Thus, leaving me alone with a furious Princess and my new fiancé.
Fiancé – future wife – future mother of my children.
I was grinning like an idiot at the thought until a growl stole my attention. Riley's normally immaculate braids were slightly distressed, and her skin seemed flushed – from the anger I presume. She was clenching her fists, palms, as her claws remained retracted.
