Joy's POV
“Well ! There’s my hottest baby !” Dad Lucan said as he walked into a room full of pillow feathers, torn curtains, scratched couches, random piles of clothes, haphazard bed sheets and shit, and lastly streams of drinks flowing on the floor with four clowns dripping in all kinds of weird crap, in it.
“Thanks Dad !” came four replies before four set of eyes were glaring at each other.
“So are we all meeting in the dorm’s laundry room or is this the pantry ? Looks like a toilet too. I can’t tell which ?” Dad Zarek said as he breezed in and engulfed me in a super dooper giant hug while Dad Lucan did just the same. “My princess !”
While I screamed “Daddy !!” in greeting, the boys however, protested as they had their heads smacked together by our Dads. Good, they deserved it !
“Tyson sent in the mission report. You guys are useless with a dash of pathetic ! Why didn’t you follow our orders ?” our Dads fumed.
“B- But we …. ”
“You trespassed another powerful pack’s land !” Our Dads
