>Quincelet
“You met him!” My mother yelled at me while I stood in the forest near the Dryad. The portal to this world and the magic realm was open and I talked to her through that, “How?” She was astonished, “You didn’t tell me you knew him!”
“Why are you so excited? He’s not yours.” The mist surrounded the Dryad, so the portal could only be seen if you’re standing right infront of it.
“We’re still related!” She looked at me and I looked back at her unamused, “How’d you meet him? Does this mean he’s no longer living with the pack?”
“Nena’s older sister is his mate. I met him through her. I had to lure him out but it worked.”
“Oh good! Very good!” She looked so excited, she looked like a kid.
I sighed, “But that doesn’t even matter; he doesn’t know anything.”
“You could have told him! You met him after all!”
“He didn’t listen, I did try.”
“What! Why?”
“Moreover I noticed he was wearing an earring.”
