"If you keep biting your nails like that, you'll end up hurting yourself, Auntie," Jilmar whispered next to me.
I love my nieces and nephews, but they are growing like weeds. He is only sixteen, for goddess's sake, he can't be that tall!
"He is an Alpha wolf; it makes sense that he is tall," Thethys pointed out, and I agreed.
To some extent.
The problem is, when I left, Jilmar was a head taller than me, but now that I've returned, he is taller than his father! And Killian is already pretty tall.
He is even taller than his older siblings, Kai and Kol, who are now nineteen!
Geez, I feel like a smurf now.
"I am nervous, Jilmar. This is the only way I can calm down," I barked back and continued with the important mission of biting my nails.
My nephew rolled his eyes. "Everythin
