Chapter Eighty

It was a new day but many questions had arisen once she woke up. Her arm stretched to the side in search of her mate. She patted down the cold surface to discover he had already left. Pouting, she turned on her back and stared at the ceiling.

Rina sighed, she wasn't ready to face Tristen today. Malcolm's involvement put her more on edge than she already was. Both males were unpredictable and she didn't want Nathaniel to see any tension between them.

Her eyes slid shut as her aura spread across her home. Damien's energy pulsed the moment she made contact with him. A small smile graced her lips before she moved on. The demon Lord was once again confined in his office early in the morning. There was always work waiting for him to handle.

She finally found her son walking along with Ronaldo, they were heading to the training arena. Her lips pressed into a firm line as she felt who was already in the training area.