60. Protect

Storm’s pov

"She’s grown into a beautiful woman." A blond woman said when I walked out into the hallway.

"Who?"

"Aeryn. She reminds me of my mate, Kate. The same curls and the same pretty face hold so many thoughts and worries inside. Kate used to be so scared to talk, thinking she might come across as a smartass or that people would think she was weird. I guess for Aeryn, it’s that she had to hold so much in, scared to tell the truth."

I sighed, "but how can you trust whatever the fuck comes out of their mouth if you know there’s so much more they're not saying?"

"It takes time. I think she’s already talking more freely; I assume she didn’t curse as much back at your pack." Sierra said with a sly smile.

I laughed, "only when she was angry at me."

"The Omari women are fierce, and the men can be intense, but I am glad to be part of the family."

Aaro and her father came out of the office and invited me to join them for dinner, which I really didn’t want to attend, but the look in Aaro’s