Sherry's POV:

I sat on my daughter's bed as Maggie brushed my hair.

"Where is Damon?" I asked softly.

"In his study. Right after your meal, he asked me to inform you privately that he had something to look at," she answered as my wolf growled angrily.

She didn't like that our mate was acting distant with us since Ian and his men were spending the night over.

"And the twins?" I asked.

"They are at the training field as usual," she answered.

"Good. Now then, did you ...