Protective and Territorial

Jace still had a day off from work, and he was grateful Donovan had allowed it. The morning sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting a warm glow over the spacious living room. After preparing a lavish breakfast of fluffy pancakes, crispy bacon, and freshly squeezed orange juice, Jace leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping his coffee as he watched Lesley and Zoe dive into the mountain of shopping bags they had brought home from a live fashion show. The room buzzed with excitement, the rustle of tissue paper and the occasional gasp of delight filling the air.

"We're going to a live show in the front row," Lesley announced, her grin widening as she held up a shimmering silver dress that caught the light beautifully. Her hazel eyes sparkled with anticipation, and she twirled the dress in front of her. "Limited edition seats! Can you believe it?"