Everett
It’s been years since Ian, Elias, and I had a good tussle. Mom always hated it when he roughhoused though. Usually, because something or someone ended up a little charred. I had almost completely forgotten about Elle standing so close when Ian rushed us. But thankfully she was quick to move when she saw him running.
“Oye,” Ian called out to me as he stood up from the ground. He dusted himself off and grabbed me into a hug. “Good to see you, little brother. I hear you found your mate, is this her?”
He turned to Elle who had been standing to the side watching as we all wrestled in the ground. She smiled nervously at him and waved. He beamed at her then scooped her up into a hug. I tried to hold back my irritation, but the eye roll Elle gave me showed I didn’t do a good j
