Nina lowered her head and cleared her throat softly. "He… he's Momo's father."
A faint trace of embarrassment crossed her face as she reached into her pocket, pulled Idir out, and placed him on the table.
Honestly, he had been so quiet that she had completely forgotten he was there.
Idir leapt lightly aside and transformed into human form.
He was breathtaking.
His long black hair fell like ink, his skin smooth and slightly tanned, his features exquisitely sculpted. Those dark green eyes resembled precious gems glinting under the stars, dangerously beautiful and mesmerizing. His nose was straight and refined, his lips soft and full, every detail as perfect as if carved by a master.
Tall and elegant, clad in luxurious black beast-hide, he exuded a cold, distant nobility.
"Hello. I'm Idir," he said.
At the same time, he discreetly observed Odian and the others.
So these were her mates. All striking in appearance.
