Charlie’s POV
Laughing at the wolves with Thomas and David made me forget for a while that I was at war against my people. That Donella had turned my people against me and now I was also being hunted and that they also wanted me dead.
A sad look crosses my face, and David notices, lifting my chin with his index finger.
David “Hey little one, why the sad face?”
Charlie “Nothing. I’m fine.”
I kiss him on the cheek. Poor guys, they have been walking around in their birthday suits lately so I can understand them when they talk, finally, it was so awkward Thomas went to town and bought them all clothes. The stuff in the castle was not going to work because it was so out of date.
I do appreciate what they are doing to make me feel at home.
David “Yeah and I’m mother T
