Liam and Olivia entered my room, and without wasting a second, Liam pulled me into a brotherly hug. His sharp gaze scanned me from head to toe, looking for any signs of injury.
"Why didn't you go to the infirmary? I could’ve called the doctor here," Liam said, his voice laced with concern.
Olivia stood nearby, holding Caleb in her arms. The little one’s eyes lit up the moment he saw me. He wriggled in Olivia’s hold, trying to reach out for me.
"After I freshen up, buddy," I smiled, waving playfully at him. "I’ll take you then."
But before I could move, a strange sensation washed over me. I froze, my body tingling as an unfamiliar warmth coursed through me.
Liam’s brow furrowed. "Dante, what's wrong?"
I shook my head, confused. "I... I’m fine. But…" My hand instinctively brushed over
