Fleur- Then
“Dad.” Noah’s voice was little more than an angry whisper. Whatever they were talking about had both of them bristling with anger. I froze before I could stop myself. Hidden in the shadows of the trees and held my breath. Expecting them to tun to me at any moment. They should be able to sense me, but they seemed so engrossed in their hissed argument that they didn’t.
I shouldn’t be eavesdropping I knew that, but something made me stay out of sight. I wanted to know why they were arguing. Noah and his father almost never argued.
“I’m ready.”
Roman’s voice was harsh. “I know you think you are, but this is a decision that should be discussed with your family. With your mate.”
Peeking from my place behind a wide tree trunk, I risked a glance at them. Both had their backs t
