Roy’s mother is beautiful.
With high cheekbones and beautiful sheen black hair falling to her shoulders, she was tall and had model-worthy looks in a very cute dress and sandals. I’d known who she was even before she’d introduced herself. “I’m Roy’s mother, Hunter.” Offering a small smile, she seemed particularly poised even as she appraised her son who looked sheepish as he gave her a gentle hug.
“Uh, this is Gigi,” Roy muttered, reaching out to tug my sleeve, pulling me closer to his side. It was an odd way to introduce me and I immediately felt embarrassed, ducking my head.
“N-nice to meet you!” I offered, nervous.
Why was I so nervous?
“Isn’t his fated cute?” Chieftain Tobias asked, nudging his wife with a wide smile.
She grinned back. “Very.”
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