Our beautiful mate.

I stroked her cheek with a fingertip and then pulled the sheets over her before I moved away.

My eyes locked on Lucas and Nate who sat on the sofas. Both of them were surrounded by files and papers. I had some paperwork, but my mind kept straying to Angel.

“Are we going to keep ignoring the elephant in that room?” I questioned as I took a seat. “We can’t keep Angel locked up in her room forever.”

“Not forever,” Lucas muttered. “Just ...