#Chapter 89: Blushing Red

Olivia A few days passed, during which the tensions between Nathan and I slowly eased themselves. We didn’t talk about our play-fight in the living room, and I didn’t tell him about Alvin. The morning air was still crisp a few days later when I strolled down the staircase. I had a book in my hand, with plans to go outside with a cup of coffee and read until lunchtime. However, the soft murmur of male voices drifted from the dining room and made me pause in sudden confusion. Nathan was supposed to be at a Council meeting, or so I thought. My curiosity piqued, I ventured in to see what was going on. My eyes quickly settled on the sight of Nathan sitting at the dining room table with two unfamiliar men. Both were broad-shouldered and ridiculously muscular, their powerful forms a testament to their obvious warrior status. Their postures exuded an aura of unshakeable confidence that usually came with years of rigorous training. “Ah, there she is,” Nathan greeted, rising f