Naomi POV
“Can we have one hour even? Just one b****y hour with no f*cking visitors, problems, drama?” Kealoha screamed, entering one of the common rooms in our father Alaric’s coven. For the third time in the last hour.
I laughed, “I wish I could say yes, but dinner is soon and we are to meet in the dining room. So up and at’em sister.” Kealoha pouted. “As nosey as I am, I actually don’t even want to go,” she sighed out fake crying. “I know, and you don’t have to. I’m sure dad would feel better if none of us were present. But I am that nosey. I have questions.”
She laughed, “Damn. Me too. Bl**dy hell for being a nosey-lani a*s. Let’s go.” Christian helped her up and the five of us treaded towards the dining hall.
We halted on our steps as a loud roar sounded from the closed doors of
