Leif
I hated meeting parents. I mean, I was good with parents. Moms loved me. I was charming as f*ck, but Ivy's parents were on a different spectrum than the usual, so I was nervous.
Next to me, Ronan looked cool as a cucumber. He was bobbing his head to the music on the radio like we weren't about to go ask Ivy's parents to let her go to a pack full of wolves for a week to meet his parents.
I didn't buy his cool guy attitude though. I knew he was a wreck on the inside. He has been hot and cold all month. One second he's laughing and acting like his usual self and the next he's broody and angry.
I didn't blame him. I knew he was going through a lot. It couldn't be easy to have to give your life away to the High Fae the way he was. Not only that but I felt like he was struggling to see
