Hunter’s POV
I was chatting with James and a few of our new friends, when Amara came to snuggle in my arms. In less than five minutes she was fast asleep from the busy day she had. I had just laid her down on one of the sofas, when I heard Mia and Talia yelling off to the side. I could feel Mia’s shock through the bond, so I rushed over to her to check on her. Aroura looks smug and Talia and Mia both looked shocked.
“Are you okay baby?” I asked and pulled her into my arms. She looks up at me and smiles. “I am okay, but you won’t be.” She says, and I give her a quizzical look. “What’s going on ladies? Please explain.” I say, looking at all of them. “Well, it seems that the roses that Amara has been talking to, are Ancient Fae Spirits,” Mia says. So, I have been having pretend conversation
