Carol’s POV
My eyes narrowed as Katrina made her way over ot us and took her seat right beside Luna Cruz. As usual, Katrina looked gorgeous and Aiden’s mother, Miranda Cruz, lit up at the sight of her.
“Nonsense,” Miranda said, patting Katrina’s hand affectionately. “You aren’t all that late. We haven’t even gotten our food yet. I’ll have the waiter bring you some coffee.”
Miranda flagged over the waiter, and he brought Katrina coffee right away.
“Mom, what’s going on? Why is Katrina here?” Aiden asked, sounding as annoyed as I felt.
He placed a protective hand over my leg and kept it from shaking too badly; I hadn’t even realized that it was shaking until he put his hand on me.
“Why wouldn’t she be here? Katrina is basically a part of our family, and these matters concern her a
