“Uh-huh, sure. We know you love us. Love you too, Lotus.”
“Yeah, yeah. Whatever, Hurricane.”
Lotus nodded as Reaper tossed her a knowing smile. “All good?”
“Yep, all good here.”
Bein gave a dramatic sigh, “Good thing too since I have to be at this posh event with the King of Spain tonight.”
“Oh wow! Do you get to wear a crown too?”
He scoffed. “No… But something worse—a tuxedo. Ugh!”
She was about to respond when Titan rushed into the room with a bundle of clothes in his arms, looking panicked as fuck. “Help!”
What the hell, would her life ever be calm? They all stood as he thrust the bundle at Duchess.
“Jesus, is that a baby?”
“I found it outside the doors of the rescue centre with this note.”
Lotus grabbed the note and flipped it open.
Please take care of him. I wish I could, but he isn’t safe with me. Tell my baby boy I love him and always will, but I’m leaving him with people who can protect him.
His name is Tarique.
XX
“Holy hell, someone call Bás.”