“I’m sure you won’t go far.” He replies, a slight challenge in his gaze. There isn’t the normal jealously you would expect to find when I think about sharing Winter. I know if I had to share her with anyone else, I would lose it. My best friends are different, I guess it helps that I’ve always known I would have to share her. Sharing mates is not unheard of with many of our kinds, with our races not bringing out an even amount of females and males. The slight problem with us sharing is that it’s never happened before. I know all our families would lose their shit over this; I have enough problems with my two younger brothers as it is. They highly dislike me and want the throne I will inherit from my council in a year. The problem is, I have to follow every one of the council’s rules or they will give my throne to one of my brothers.  They dislike me as much as I dislike them, a bunch of very old angels who believe their word is law and we shouldn’t help others.

“I researched her family.” He tells me, shaking me from my own issues. Winter is all that matters now.

“and?”

“One mother, no other family but there isn’t a birth certificate for Winters birth. There’s a fake one, and it was made when Winter was a least two years old. I want to meet her mother and ask some questions.” He tells me. I have a big suspicion that Winter isn’t human, maybe a half of something. Purely because I’ve never seen humans have such a strong aura. Or a blue one for that matter.

Vampires have a black aura, angels are yellow, witches are purple and shifters are green. Humans are gold.

“Her father?” I ask.

“None around, her mother grew up in the small town she lives in. She moved into her family home when her parents passed away. I saw that she went to university a few years before Winter was born but nothing else.” He says.

“It’s odd. I expected her parents to protect her from us, not send her straight to us.” I tell him. I knew we would meet her eventually but I expected her to have protective parents. I know she isn’t all human because of a seer, a very old angel, told us that she would have strong parents. That was over hundred years ago, way before any of us were born so who knows. It could all be hearsay.

“Me too. Something is going on and I’m not sure what. From the pictures I have of Winters mother, they do look kind of alike, so I doubt she isn’t really Winters mother.” Wyatt says.