Auntie Ela, Jovis, Luna and Lars rushed up to greet Solis.
"Congratulations on your recovery and your engagement, Solis," Auntie Ela said with a forced smile.
Noir had to admire her ability to adapt.
"Is this why you were avoiding us for all these months?" Luna demanded. "You could have at least told us that you were recovering!"
Solis didn't even bother to respond.
"Congratulations, Solis," Lars said in a warm voice, his eyes fixed on Solis's face. He completely ignored Noir.
Jovis held out his hand to Solis. "Congratulations, Big Brother," he said quietly.
Noir stepped in front of Solis, preventing him from shaking hands with his brother.
Jovis raised an eyebrow. "Are you so possessive that you won't even let Big Brother be touched by his own family members?" he mocked.
Noir smiled grimly, happy to have this ready-made excuse. "Indeed," he said to Jovis. "Solis is mine now, and no one except me can touch his skin!" he declared possessively.
