“Daddy?”
Wyatt turned around with tired eyes and looked at his sweet little girl. He had just finished reading her a bedtime story and was tiptoeing out of the room thinking she was asleep. “Yes, Lucy?”
“That won’t be me.” Lucy said with determined eyes.
Wyatt chuckled and walked back to the bed. He sat down on the edge and looked down at her. “What won’t be you?”
“I won’t be the princess in the tower waiting for someone to rescue me. I will be the one doing the saving.”
Wyatt laughed. “I’m sure you will be. You are your mother’s daughter after all.”
Lucy looked up at him and gave him a small smile. “You don’t have to worry daddy… I am going to marry Prince Derek and solidify the treaty between vampires and werewolves.” She watched as he frowned and brushed her hair behind her ear.
