Nadya calmly and patiently finished her task of cleaning Izzy while overseeing Frost tending to Micah. His lack of experience with his own children and therefore children in general hardly bothered her. He had always appeared willing to learn. She could only reassure Frost that it wasn't the end of the world when they cried. It was natural and going to happen. However, his soft question after her decision to join his pack was met with a soft smile...and nothing more. The young mother gathered her children and offered Frost the freedom to choose where he waited before taking the twins to their room.

Their room was the only one in the apartment that she had gone beyond with decorating. The walls were a lifelike mural of the Southern forest including small critters, fallen leaf litter, and the trees stretching up the wall and onto the ceiling that parted to show a starry crescent moon night. Nadya dressed both into their pajamas and settled Izzy into her bed while seating herself on the edge cradling Micah. Her gaze slid up when Frost joined them leaning against the doorway. The fact that he had chosen to discard his shirt wasn't lost on her. "They go to bed around 8 every night. Children are like clockwork and wake up at 6 every morning." Putting them to bed any later risked tired meltdowns and very little time for relaxation on her part. Nadya's attention returned to her children as she softly sang a Spanish lullaby. It only took about 5 minutes for them to fall asleep; Nadya placing Micah into his own bed before turning off the nightstand lamp. The ceiling above sprang to life as the paint used for the stars and moon was glow in the dark making it look like true sky.

Nadya quietly approached Frost, brushing her fingers against his hand as she passed him in indication to follow her. She had no doubts that he would. Nadya led him into her bedroom and paused there with her back to him, sweeping her hair to one side, finally speaking. "Unzip me?" She waited with slight tension in her body for Frost to follow through with her request. There was a moment of pause before Nadya shrugged her shoulders to allow the dress she wore to slip down her frame to pool at her feet leaving her in matching purple lace and satin bra and panties. "I need you to agree to a few things...to sign them in a contract." She spoke softly with her back still to Frost. While she trusted that Frost was true to his word of being done with terrorizing her brother's pack, his word would not be accepted at face value by the Nightshades. "If you can write that you won't go into the West, won't harm any of the Nightshade members then..." It felt foreign for her mouth to try and form the words as she finally turned about to face Frost, allowing him to view her. "...I'll come home."

Slowly she stepped up to the stallion....her stallion to delicately place her fingers on his bare chest. "...Do you still want that shirt?"