![]() ![]() I didn’t want to frighten her any more than she already was. ![]() “Where’s my father?” I asked, reeling in my anger so I could speak to her in a soft voice. She couldn’t have been any older than Sofia. I expected to crave her, but all I felt was empathy. ![]() I immediately saw the bite marks on her neck-fresh blood was still trickling from them. A young woman stood shocked in the middle of the large round hall that composed my father’s welcoming room. I pushed the doors open and let myself in. I was up on my feet and speeding toward my father’s penthouse-not far from mine. I didn’t bother to hear what else Liana had to say. “He’s at his penthouse, but is it really wise to…” I’m not having it.” I growled and shot a glare at two of my dearest friends. I’m going to talk to my father about this. “I guess that really gives you only one option…” Liana broke the tense silence. ![]()
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