Confusing

She snorted a laugh, shook her head and pushed him off of her.

Stepping away with a smug grin, Marku’s eyes found mine, “Brinley, I’d like you to meet Queen Raine.”

She smiled, and I nodded in acknowledgment.

Marku continued, “Raine, this is my daughter, Brinley.”

The queen’s eyebrows shot up, and then without another word, she made her way across the room and engulfed me in a heartfelt hug. Holding tight, she murmured in my ear, “It’s lovely to meet you.”

Her welcome rang with sincerity. But more than that, there was a strong nurturing undertone. Instantly, I felt a connection. Maybe it was the fact she was a mother. I’d gone without parental affection for so long, and her transparent protective and compassionate emotions washed over me, leaving me radiating with warmth as she pulled away.

“This is my mate, Coal." I said. She probably didn’t need me to clarify my relationship as Coal was pressed right up against my back.

“Welcome to our home,” Coal said but didn’t make any move to to