Sixty One
Timothee
A king.
Me?
The irony, really. I was a rogue. That's what I always thought. Even after I knew I was Terrence's mate, became an Alpha, sometimes I still recall the days my grandma and I used to live on our own.
I remember the days when she and I would talk about the days we spent before we came here in Bella Terra and lived within Moon Stone territory. Those were rough times. I only realized later on that they were because she would only talk to me about the fun days such as me training and failing with my nunchucks, or tumbling over my wrong moves during taekwondo kick attempts.
My grandma never complained about anything about the hardship she had to go through raising me alone. I regretted all the times I brought her troubles. I've apologized to her yet I know
