FOUR
“SEEMS LIKE A LIFETIME since we last saw each other,” Garrick said, releasing her hand to gesture at the dinette seat opposite his. “Would you like to sit down?”
His smile became more of a grimace as she clenched her jaw. The Beast was her realm. Her home. No one invited her to do what she wanted there. She had entitlement there. Daire had entitlement. That was it. No one else.
Still, pleasant, amiable, that was the plan. She slid into the seat as her father came over to prop himself against the counter next to them. Folding his capable arms, he took his time assessing them. Under the scrutiny of both men, she wasn’t sure she liked it.
She was an easy scapegoat. If anyone wanted to accuse her of something, she didn’t have much ability to defend herself. There were eleven Olympus a
