Damon's POV
“I’m gonna go check on her,” I told Noah and Maddie as I got up from the table, taking my own plate to the sink.
Noah nods and I head upstairs to see her lying in bed, “What’s wrong, love?” I ask her and she opens her eyes, looking at me.
“Just really tired,” she sighs.”Shifting takes a lot out of me,”
“I know,” I said, crossing the room and crawling into bed with her.
“How do you know?” she asked me.
“I knew your aunt,” I told her.
“What was she like?” she asked me.
“She was kind, put everyone before herself. Though I was only 8 when I met her,” I told her.
“Where did you meet her?” she asked me.
“I met her when she was first mated to Noah's father. They were expecting a baby girl,” I smiled. “My father took us to meet her and attend the baby's birth,”
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