Chapter 347. The Islands of the Supernatural

Naya smiled.

  “Engagement dinner?” She asked, knowing that it was perhaps the most expensive restaurant in Alaska.

   “Yes.”

   “How did my father take the news of our hasty wedding?”

  “He accepted it without reservation.”

  “I imagine he can't be too unhappy to know that he won't be seeing me every day anymore.”

  Adam looked at her sharply.

  “Why do you think that about your father?”

  “He's not my real father, and he's always raised me as if I were...”

  “...a precious jewel?” Adam interrupted her, his voice as sharp and cold as his gaze. “He was the best father he knew how to be. And yes, Naya. He is your father. The man who was responsible for your generation is nothing. His participation was minimal. You have no other father.” Adam said and stood up. “A driver will take you to a hotel room I've booked so you can change for dinner.”

  Adam said and left.