I awoke to the sound of some banging downstairs, and a loud booming voice demanding Evan’s presence. “Hey, I have to get down there.” He said, as he shifted out from behind me. He stacked a bunch of pillows and blankets up behind me so that I would be comfortable. “It looks like we both took too long of a nap. My family is here.” There was a sadness to his voice that broke me inside. “I’ll be right back for you, okay?” “Okay,” I whispered after him as he left my room. “If this girl is fit for any of my sons, then she should prove it by coming down here and facing our family.” “She’s been through a great ordeal,” I heard my mother say. “So I’ve heard, and a better wolf would have healed by now.” He insisted. “Father,” Evan’s voice carried back up the stairs to me. “Ah, there he is, my wayward son.” There was a bit of shuffling around, and then I heard him say, “what the hell have you gotten yourself mixed up in now? And when were you planning on telling me about that Lesser being you allowed Asriel to take as his mate?”
