Tristan's Point Of View
I was hiding my nervousness very well in my opinion. Ferdinand had been right, Bellamy's mother was indeed a force of nature. What they neglected telling me was just how beautiful everyone was. I was beginning to feel mediocre in comparison.
"You said you're his mate didn't you?" His mother asked.
"Yes. My name is Tristan." I said again.
"I'm Meahlene. However that's beside the point. If you are indeed his mate, then why can I smell your pheromones?" She asked.
"And why the hell are they so strong? Sweet mercy, I feel like I'm getting drunk just being near you..." The woman with beautiful pink hair said.
"Uhm... well... it really is a bit complicated..." I replied.
"Haaah... Tristan, this is my mother Meahlene. The one with the pink hair is my Aunt Nahana. The Blonde is my Aunt Odehssa. The green hair girl is my cousin, Reah. Guys, this is my mate. He is also mated to Cole, Sylvester, and Ferdinand..." Bellamy sighed.
