Mated To My Brother-In-Law
Nick instructed, his voice oozing too much control for even the haven wolf to fight against.
Back in their human form, Elder Esme hit the two of them with her cane. “That’s for ruining my dress. It’s silk, you morons!”
Elder Esme, always adorned in white gowns that swept the ground, was revered for her prim and proper attire. It complemented her shining dark skin and short curls of white hair that framed her face, adding an air of regal aura to her features.
“Harper?” Nick called for his Delta, who stood behind the drama.