Elena's POV
"Mum," Justin called out.
"He's Justin," I answered.
"Can we got to the woods and shapeshift? I actually read about it in a story," he said, looking at me.
"Of course, my intelligent boy," Killian said, carrying him from behind.
"Really Papa?" he asked.
"Yes son. But before we all head to the woods, let me tell you a story my dad told me about we werewolves and shapeshifting."
"I will love to hear it, papa," Justin said excited.
Killian looked at me. "Are you going out?"
"Um..," I nodded. "No, I'm not."
"Would you mind listening to the story with Justin?" he asked, huskily.
"I don't mind," I said.
He smiled. "Great, then. Please sit," he said, gesturing his statement.
I sat down. He sat down as well.
