A smile was still on Melvina's face as she hurried to dish food into plates, while Maya stood by the side, watching her, a small smile on her lips too. They both had been happy about Derek's fast recovery. He was still in bed, still struggling to talk and refusing any semblance of noise, but he was okay. He would be up and about in one day, fit for his birthday and coronation which would be taking place the next two days. But the problem was that he doesn't known that Emma had been taken.
When Melvina had heard from Clem that Emma had been taken, it had taken her calling upon her reservoir of self-control not to cuss at the friend of her son for not being able to rescue heir soon-to-be-Luna if things didn't go southwards. Knowing her son's addiction to his mate, she wondered, as she dished out the food cooked by Maya before they had arrived back home, how he would take the blow, his reaction and actions.
