Our Children

[ARYA]

"Them?" Caella asked again when no one was about to say anything. Was it her daughter? And even if it was, who was the other person? Maybe Arya had convinced her mate to join the ship with her.

Maybe she had made him understand their bond and forced him to join her in the adventure of fools. Caella's eyes were squinted like she was thinking. She wasn't sure of what to think anymore, because her daughter had proven to be the most unpredictable werewolf.

She knew that Arya had gone to the king, and that could explain why her husband, the alpha, was pacing in the room and not even looking at her while he spoke. Ricardo was nervous and rightfully so.

He didn't want to disappoint his wife, but he also didn't want to pretend like their child wasn't a rebel. Arya had already made it so clear and they wouldn't get to her if they still treated her like a kid.