Chapter 24 - Silvercloud

That girl certainly has a lot of empathy for others. No wonder anyone I’ve spoken to about the Fayte sisters has always called the youngest the cinnamon roll sweetheart. Crista is the eldest and takes on a more matronly and collected role. I am mated to the middle sister, who by all accounts is the unpredictable wild child that is a total smartass. And honestly, that’s an accurate description of my mate.

“She’s your assistant and knows the truth. And even then, she only knows a part of the truth. Without knowing you’re a werewolf and about our culture, you suddenly being involved with a person you just met is probably alarming.” Delilah sighed.

“Still don’t like her calling me his fuck buddy,” Persephone grumbled, biting into her muffin aggressively.

“I’ll talk to Shikoba to the extent I’m allowed, and it will be handled,” I promised. “I need to text her and confirm that all interns need to have their access locked down and that it includes you.” I sighed, taking my phone out.

Me: