Marcus POV

I couldn’t help it. I smiled.

The sight was too precious. My niece…well, not technically my niece, but that’s what she called me…standing protective guard over a kid who’d just insulted my family.

“So,” I said, walking closer. “Are you three bullying Isla again?”

All three children started talking at once.

“No!”

“We weren’t…”

“Uncle, this is…”

I held up my hand and they fell silent immediately.

Aria stepped forward, leaving Drake ...