AIDAN

That afternoon, like it had become a habit, we guys gathered in the library.

Honestly, I’d rather be with my freshly marked mate than surrounded by testosterone.

Guess I wasn’t hiding my eagerness very well.

“Pup, no one’s gonna kidnap her from the damn castle! Chill out, man!” my father said, slapping me hard on the shoulder.

I stared at him without saying a word.

Him, of all people, telling me that.

The same man who can’t go thirty minutes without groping my mom.

“I still can’t believe you got her that easy. Lucky bastard.”

Aldric scoffed, sipping his drink while lounging in an armchair.

Even if they still test me every chance they get, I feel like their guard’s dropping—especially my father-in-law’s.

He doesn’t say a word, sitting near the window, but at least he’s not giving me that killer stare anymore.

“What are you guys even talking about? What’s this heart-marking thing?”

Drakkar’s curious voice broke in.

That guy’s seriously something else.

Something tells me the seduc