Jeremy's POV
I stood at quite a distance in the park, watching my son Nicholas escorting a small female to the carousel. I had been watching him the last few days, and he seemed to be with this female a lot. The way he looked at her, I could guess that she was his mate. I had to smile at that. She was a cute little thing. But there was something odd about her. Something that kept Murdoch restless. He wouldn't say why, just that he needed to get closer to her.
That was impossible for now. Nicholas always somehow senses me looking, except for now. His entire focus on the woman I assumed to be his mate. 'She is tiny,' Murdoch remarked.
"I can see that demon," I grumbled.
Nicholas and the female had left the park, and I ran after the limo back towards the palace. I waite
