-Mason-
My mother was waiting for us in the living room. Amelie greeted and bowed before her lightly. Although I understand my mother inspires that kind of respect in others, Amelie is my mate. She is the future Luna. She shouldn't bow before anyone.
Amelie blushed, realizing her mistake, and I hugged her shoulders, encouraging her, before looking at my mother.
“Why are you up at this hour, mother?” I asked, concerned about her health.
“I have something to talk to both of you about,” she explained. “Besides, I'm very healthy now, darling. I can do as I please."
I know she is healthier now, but… “I'm very much aware of that, mother, but I still worry,” it's an old habit from when her fragile health kept us on our toes. I wonder where my father is if she is here.
“I know, darling,” s
