Friday.
Orthon's mansion has not changed. That was the first thing Foud said when everyone gathered at the foot of the Montys' property. Gold could not tell whether it was true or not, since it was the first time he had visited his cousin. Or whatever Orthon was to him. The genealogy was complicated and to be considered as a simple cousin was easier. Marriage links always complicated everything in the family tree. Getting out of the car, his heart pounding and his stomach thrown back, the young blond omega leaned against it as he tried to calm himself down. Her brother was the worst person on the road; the speed limits seemed to be just goals for him to exceed. The young god nearly screamed when a hand rested on his shoulder.
"Everything is fine?" his uncle asked, obviously worried.
"I don't feel good at all. I think I'll throw up."
"Kin…"
