Thaddeus' POV
A knock comes to my door, not long after I have sent a guard to get my mate and her grandfathers. I call out, “Come in," waiting for the three werewolves to come into my study. I get a bit nervous, knowing that I will be in a room, almost completely alone with my little mate. I shake it off as the door opens, not wanting her grandfathers to see me semi-vulnerable. They file into the room, standing in front of my desk in a line, Rosette in between the two older men.
“You wanted to see us?" Perseus questions, a knowing look in his cobalt orbs as he takes a quick glance between me and my little Rose. I narrow my burgundy eyes at him, unsure of what he glances mean. He quickly mouths, 'She is your mate', to me. I give a short, subtle head nod in confirmation. His dark blue iris
