So Isabella said very sweetly, "Because of that, you should stay."
Zara's fingers tightened under her sleeve.
She had no choice now.
If she refused again, it would become noticeable.
So she lowered her head and said, "Then I will stay."
The meal was arranged soon after.
They all moved into one of the warmer inner rooms where the fire had already been fed properly. The beast world feeling of the place was everywhere. Thick furs covered the seating areas, heavy stone walls held the warmth, and the scent of roasted food, herbs, damp snow, and warm bodies mingled together in a way that belonged only to such homes.
As always, Isabella sat in the center of where her males naturally formed around her.
