Ivy’s entire body stiffened next to me as I introduced Lysandra and Torin. She told me she would let me know when she was ready to meet them, but Aidan Hardwick didn’t care.
“Excuse me for a moment,” she says, retreating up the stairs and to our suite.
“I thought she’d be more excited,” Elder Hardwick says, looking between myself and the Valoras.
“Well, if she had bothered to ask or called to have a conversation before showing up with these people, you’d have known she wasn’t ready for it,” I growl, trying to suppress my fury.
"Watch your tone, Emerson," Elder Hardwick growls back, Torin placing his hand on his shoulder and shaking his head.
"He's right, Aidan," he starts. "That poor girl just had so much dumped on her. This is a lot really fast." I chuckle, but there's no humor in i
