Chapter Fifty – Paranormal Realm 48
Three days had passed since Alpha Matteo's visit.
Three days of Damon and Nicklaus coming over every day. Three days of shared meals and quiet conversations and slowly getting comfortable with each other. Three days of my parents hovering while trying not to look like they were hovering.
It was working. Kind of.
The bond felt stronger. More solid. Like something that had been fragile was starting to settle into place.
But I was still nervous.
This morning, I woke up to the smell of pancakes.
Not just any pancakes. Dad's pancakes. Which he only made on special occasions or when he was stressed and needed something to do with his hands. Meaning, he wasn't threatened by Max to cook, it was done willingly!.
I dragged myself downstairs to find both my parents in the kitchen. Mom was making eggs. Dad was at the stove with a spatula. They looked up when I entered.
"Morning," I said, stifling a yawn.
"Morning, sweetheart," Mom replied. "Hungry?"
