Aurélie POV
Stay calm. He isn’t hurting her… he’s entitled to get to know his own daughter.
My wolf’s voice is steady, grounding, trying to stop me from starting yet another argument.
“What’s all this, young lady?” I ask as I step into the kitchen, an amused smile already on my face.
“Sorry, Mummy, I was hungry.” She giggles, clapping a hand over her mouth as if she’s been caught doing something terribly naughty.
I move farther inside, pulling a glass from the cabinet before opening the fridge. I pour her a small glass of milk, deliberately pretending not to hear the hushed whispers floating between them.
Taking my seat at the table opposite them, I slide the glass toward her.
Damien is different with Delphine. Softer. Gentler. It’s a side of him I’ve never witnessed before, and the
