Melina was finally able to set foot on the ground when she arrived in the living room. She stared at the short and embarrassed woman, taken aback by Joice's rude and brusque behavior.
But she knew she couldn't expect anything different.
Her research had indicated that beings like him had strong and intense personalities. They lacked empathy to a certain extent.
That scared her.
"This is Melina, the mother of the heir."
"Oh, dear. Pleasure to meet you."
Melina observed the short woman. In that moment, she took a step back, fearing to be examined along with her baby by that complete stranger.
"Stop it, Melina. This woman has taken care of more werewolf pregnancies than I can count."
Melina felt the impact of Joice's words, his imposing and dominant expression momentarily disconcertin
