It's Not Humiliation But Atonement

Aria

Although I may appear calm on the surface, only I know the emotional turbulence in my heart. I am scared for my brother and Henna. She has grown quite fond of Jerry now and I dread the impact it will have on her if things were to go south.

This is why I have been keeping myself in check. After considered telling the Reynolds what my wolf has told me, I decide against it without batting an eye. Their condescending looks are enough to keep me at bay. It is only when Henna walks in with the twins that something clicks in my mind.

I have someone who is capable of healing my brother. And that someone loves us to the moon and back. He is my maternal grandfather, Mtungagore the Azanian warlock. He named my twins Allay and Harmony, meaning healing and peace. I remember vividly what he told me the last time we spoke.

I truly shut him out but he was unfazed. "If you ever face a situation where you are not sure of the next step, remember to reach me in this way." My grandfather spoke with