Orion stood outside the large wooden hut with his sister Gina, and all his wives, his mother Celeste, elder sister Reena, Sura, Grandma Celia, Ursa, Grandma Ingrid, Grandma Vivian, Grandma Derry, Aunt Greta, Lyra, Ayla, Fiona, standing in front of him, reluctantly seeing him off.
Suddenly, Aunt Greta raced forward and immediately grabbed his arm.
"Are you sure that you have to do this? Can't you stay for a little while longer?" she asked, looking at him with a frantic, worried gaze.
Feeling the grip on his arm growing tighter by the second, Orion looked at his other partners behind him, who had shaken their heads helplessly, showing that there was nothing they could do to help.
'She's the one who's taking care of us and the children, so what do you want us to do?' They all thought helplessly.
Regardless, Orion didn't need their help; as such, he immediately wrapped his arm around Aunt Greta's waist and pressed her body against his.
