(Small time skip)
A few hours had gone by since Iona had returned to the rebels hide out, and it was time for the meeting. Although it seemed like Don had been right when he had said that she probably wasn't going to be at the meeting after he was done with her. Nope she was passed out on the bed, his semen dripping from between her legs, and she had a few hickeys on her neck and breasts. Not that she hadn't left her own marks on him, no shame on her part. Hell she probably showed hers off, not caring what others thought.
At the mansion, Riley had finally calmed down and was speaking with his sister mentally, Mana encouraging him to go and speak with Hope's grandmother, although he seemed against that idea. "Okay fine, then speak to Hope. I get that you are hurt but.... to help heal you need to discover why she kept it hidden from you. The hurt at this point is confusion, cure the confusion to heal the hurt." Mana told him mentally as she sat on her bed with her knees drawn to her chest. After speaking to her brother she was speaking out loud, "Freya.... He has agreed to speak to Hope. But he wants to speak to her, and her alone. He wants nobody else there. At least he is willing to speak to her now."