AIDAN

A shiver ran down my spine.

I was nervous, like a kid getting caught red-handed—no point denying it.

I’d rather face a dozen hostile males than deal with the raised brow of the black-haired woman in front of me.

Damn, she’s basically a mature version of my Nyx.

"Well… I…"

I raised my hand to scratch my hair, wondering how to subtly tell her I’d already eaten her daughter’s peach.

"No need to explain—I’d have to be an idiot not to know I’m out of virgin daughters."

My mother-in-law said as she stepped forward.

I instinctively stepped back, like she’d zapped me with electricity.

"I’ll take responsibility for my actions. I claimed Nyx as mine…"

"And she claimed you, I see," she said, stopping in front of my chest covered by my shirt.

"Yes. She gave me her mark."

I looked down and couldn’t help but gently touch my left pec.

When I looked back up, she was watching me closely.

My body tensed again. I was bracing for harsh words, but she just sighed, her expression softening.

"For a se