Chapter 189

Marisol looked from one parent to the other. Their presence was a welcome distraction that had taken her mind completely away from the panic and anxiety the nightmare had left behind, and she was grateful for it. But instead of closing her eyes and inhaling their scent and relaxing on it like she really wanted to, Marisol rolled her eyes. "Are you both for real right now?" She hisses, looking between them. "Mom, Dad, I'm not twelve anymore. Why would you come running because of a dream?" Nicole exchanged a look with her mate, who in turn opts to glare down at his feet, puzzled. "Dad, are you going to continue running to my rescue at every slight chance?" Liam sighs loudly, a hand going to ruffle the strands of his hair and render them even more out of place. "But -" he began, taking a tentative step forward. "But nothing. This is just both of you being overprotective and oversensitive." "Are you sure you're okay?" Liam asks tentatively, his brows furrowed with worry. Marisol rolled her