When Della looked up, she was met with a porcelain-white face, small pink lips, and bright hazel eyes that gleamed with clarity. For a moment, she was stunned by the sheer beauty before her.
Her hand reached out for the cup.
The moment her fingers touched the hot ceramic, the warmth jolted her back to her senses and she realized that the breathtaking figure in front of her was actually a short-haired man.
Even so, the fear gnawing at her chest eased.
Gara calmly introduced himself, then Madha and Fian. After that, he led her toward the triplets' rooms.
Soon after, Madha excused himself to return to his guard post, and Fian left the house to continue building a treehouse for Rea and her children.
That left only the three of them inside. And with that, Della finally felt herself begin to relax.
"For now, you'll share a room with my mother. Tomorrow we'll start adding more rooms to the house," Gara said. Then his eyes narrowed slightly. "Before that… when is your next heat?"
