King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha
She stated, sitting down next to him.
"Oh really? I can multitask pretty well. Mind games won’t work on me."
"Who’s playing mind games?" She asked innocently.
Dad motioned me over and I smiled, walking over and taking the seat on his other side. He wrapped his arm around me, kissing my forehead gently. I leant my head on his shoulder, a strong wave of nostalgia washing over me.
I glanced around the room, Dante was lying down, his head on Mom's lap, fast asleep.