Third Person's POV
Before Zander could even ask a single question, Evelyn beat him to the punch, calling out to Sabrina. "You're back just in time. Come here, I have something to ask you."
"What is it?" Sabrina asked, coming to a stop in front of Evelyn with a completely deadpan expression.
"Bentley came to us today proposing a marriage alliance. He wants to mate with you and take you away from the Ironspikes. Do you agree to this?"
Sabrina remained silent for only a few seconds before giving a flat reply. "I agree, but I have one condition."
A furiously shocked glare instantly snapped toward her. Zander wondered if he was hallucinating.
"What the hell was she saying? Did she even understand what his mother was asking?!"
Suppressing her ecstatic joy, Evelyn exchanged a knowing look
