First Find - (Storm's Point of View)

After we return to our seats, Callum brings his coffee to his lips to take a sip and then pauses, giving me a suspicious look.

I reheat his coffee. "Truce?"

"Truce." he agrees.

We finish our breakfast in amicable silence. When I push my plate away and look up, I catch Callum staring at me.

"What?"

"Your mating mark. It's beautiful."

I can't help the smile that slips onto my face. "Thank you, I love it."

"I'm so happy this worked out for you, Storm. You have no idea how happy I am for you."

"I know, Cal. And I can't wait for you to find your person too."

His lips quirk as he deals with our plates with magic. "You think I will?"

"Of course you will, Cal. And I can't wait for that day."

Callum and I spend the day putting all the information together to try and figure out which of the Nahash siblings the current descendant hails from.