Page 55 of Healing Fate

“No, he’s the one you have yourself wrapped around.”

“Dad, not now,” Micah said shaking his head.

“What? I came as soon as I heard but looks like you two finished all the fun before I got here. Hi, I’m Mallick. Thank you for taking such good care of my boy.”

“Um, okay.”

I didn’t know what to say. This was Micah’s father.

“I’ve heard the rumors, of course, but I told your mother that there was no way they could be true, but my eyes are telling another story.”

“Dad, this is Lucy,” he said.

“I’m his mate and I’m a healer. Oh, and I have a daughter, Vada. She’s two and she was conceived in a laboratory, and she isnotan abomination.”

I froze staring at him, unable to believe I’d just said all that to Micah’s father of all people. I wanted to crawl under a rock and die.

The man looked from me then to Micah and back to me.

“Well, okay, then. Welcome to the family. His mother’s been wanting grandpups for years. I do believe you just made her day. I suggest you both go get cleaned up and bring that sweet baby by to meet her grandparents already.”

He turned and walked away.

“Did I really just say that?”

“Yes, you did, and seemed pretty proud of the fact too.”

I groaned and covered my face to hide my embarrassment.

“Hey, Dad?”

“Yeah.”

“Could we raincheck on stopping by? Maybe tomorrow?”

“No,” Mallick said.

“Dad.”

“What on Earth could be more important, son?”

“I need to go home, clean up, and then make this woman officially mine.”

I gasped and looked up at him. He was grinning from ear to ear.

“Well, okay then. Breakfast tomorrow. Word travels quickly and I do not want your mother knowing I heard it first.”

Micah chuckled. “Okay.”

Shelby walked up next to me. “I’ll just keep Vada for the night then. You can pick her up in the morning on your way to Mallick’s house.”

“Oh my gosh. You heard all that.”

“Lucy, everyone heard you loud and clear.”

I buried my face in Micah’s shirt taking a second to breathe in his scent and let it ground me. I never wanted to be away from this man again.

“Are we really doing this?” I asked him.