Kira stood beside Kai's bed and absorbed the hostility radiating off Kai's mum.
She was shocked by how blunt the woman was. She hadn't even tried to be diplomatic. No civility. Just a flat, cold instruction to get out, before Kira had managed more than half a sentence.
She was going to need much thicker skin if this was what Derek's extended family was going to be like.
And the worst part was that she couldn't even hate these people back anymore. Her understanding made that almost impossible.
She was drawing breath to respond when the balcony door opened.
A young man stepped through, and Kira's first thought was that someone had made a slightly altered copy of the Wolfe family.
He had his mother's colouring and sharp features, and the same tall, broad build and natural authority that Derek carried everywhere he went. The only difference was his eyes. Instead of amber, they were a clear, striking blue. Just like Kai's.
She recognised him from the wedding reception.
