She looked so serious with her question right now, I held my laughter and made sure to maintain a straight face, so my mate does not realize that I am messing with her.

“ Well, you could say I am over seven hundred years old,”

“ What! Really? You are that old?” She asks with wide eyes and lips parted.

“ Hmm, I am,” I answer with a straight face,

Macy murmurs something incoherent to herself that I can not hear,

“ So how old is Derick, and your parents and um Greg too?”

“ Macy, ...