Farrell's POV I watch as everyone bows to my father. It is as if he is a magnetic force that's forcing me to bow as well. But I don't want to. I look at Aylee and she is already bowing. My father's eyes are so firm on me and his face straight but a subtle smile breaking through. He doesn't look like he aged even a day since I last saw him when I was twelve. Now that is making me wonder if what I saw was a dream or reality just a couple of days ago. "Farrell," he whispers in a greeting but I am still shocked to even nod at him right now. "You must be the Aylee who these people are dying to meet," he says and I notice how he did not acknowledge her as my mate but as someone the supernatural board was eager to meet. So I guess he is here as someone else and not as my father. If he w

