Expecting a private luxurious breakfast or a normal meal in the bedroom, or just a completely private breakfast! Ophelia had no idea she'd be dining with a complete family of royal pure blooded lycans. The Novikovs. She gulped in response to their glances.
Their presence was overwhelming and strikingly similar, revealing their connectedness as a family.
Tugging his cloak, Ophelia turned her gaze away from the beings that perceived her as a threat and onto the unconcerned figure standing next her. She desperately wanted to punch that beautiful face of his, but she was in front of his family.
"Nikolai," Alexander said, a warning tone in his voice.
"You brought her here?" Vladmir had no intention of holding his outburst.
"Oh my! She's stunning!" An excited-looking girl about Ophelia's age squeaked, and Vladmir scowled aggressively at her.
"Sasha, are you serious?" He inquired, his teeth clenched.
