Melvina smiled, grateful that Maya had released some hateful brunt on her son's shoulders, although she knew that things were far from being over, until they found Emma.
According to Anthony, Emma had flown back to her place in the United States. Well, that was better since it narrowed down their search.
She felt her hand enclosed by her mate's and breathed out, seeking to relax herself further. She understood his gesture because it was something that he had over the years whenever he senses she was troubled.
It told her that everything would be okay, and that they would always find a way to fix everything, no matter what. And just as always, she believed him. They would find Emma, and they would fix their son's relationship, and they would win this war which was approaching, which she remembered now that Emma had foretold, when she had confided in them about her dreams.
