“You said you wouldn’t bring that up again.”
“Oh my God! You actually dreamed about my father.”
Luna says, laughing harder now.
Ava groans loudly and covers her face again.
“It’s not funny!”
Ava hisses at her.
“It’s a little funny.”
Luna says and Ava narrows her eyes.
“It is not!”
I decide right then that I no longer wish to exist.
My wolf disagrees completely. He is very much delighted, because our mate is standing in our house arguing with our daughter, and somehow that thought alone makes something possessive and dangerous curl inside of me.
I shove the feeling down immediately.
Absolutely not.
Ava folds her arms tightly across her chest before glaring at me again.
"This is all your fault!"
She says and I stare at her in surprise.
"How is this my fault? You were the on
