Selina’s POV
I was trying to focus on my book when I heard hushed voices downstairs.
Curious, I set the book aside and padded to the top of the stairs, peering down.
The living room was… transformed.
Someone had pushed furniture around, clearing space in the center. Candles covered every flat surface…the mantle, the coffee table, the windowsills. The harsh overhead lights were off, leaving only the soft golden glow of candlelight.
And the dining table had been moved to face the large windows overlooking the forest, set with actual linens and proper dishes instead of the mismatched plates we’d been using all week.
I smiled, starting down the stairs.
They heard me immediately…perks of having mates with supernatural hearing.
“You’re supposed to be upstairs,” Aaron said, appearing in t
