Chapter 3. Shadows and Scents

Samantha’s POV

He groaned dramatically. “Damn! I forgot to check my coffee, closet, bathroom, and shoes for snakes, fireworks, super glue, possibly pee, or whatever fresh horror you’ve cooked up lately. I’m so screwed.”

“As if that ever stopped you sextuplet menaces from shocking us daily,” Dad Victor scoffed affectionately.

Aww. He gets us.

“So, wanna come home, Princess?” Dad Zarek asked gently.

“Thinking I’ll stay one more night,” I answered, climbing higher into the branches as a few patrolling warriors passed beneath me. “I want to do a full sweep of the territory before reporting in.”

“Alright, Princess. Be safe. I’ll come pick you up personally tomorrow morning.”

We exchanged the usual farewells— “Take care,” “Mis