KILLIAN
“Greg,” I said.
“Killian?” He replied. “Are you alright? It’s four A.M.”
“I’m fine,” I told him.
“Is Chleo alright?”
“We’re both fine,” I said. “I want to take Chleo to the palace today, but I don’t want mom to see us.”
“You know, she’s gonna find out about your mate eventually, right?”
“I know that, but I want to give Chleo a tour of her new home without mom’s pressure.”
“Fine,” he said with a sigh. “Jill, baby, wake up.”
“What’s wrong?” My sister asked in her sleepy voice.
“Killian needs us to distract your mother tomorrow.” I heard some rustling before my sister was in my ear.
“Why do we need to distract mom, Killian?”
“I want to give Chleo a tour of the palace,” I said, again. “You and I both know, mom will hit her with ’20 Questions’.”
“Oh s**t,” she responded, “y
