CHAPTER 17
ZYLIAH'S POV
"Babies, come here." I beckoned to my sons, who were staring at this tall, well-built frame of a man the same way they usually stared at their individual favorite superhero figures-Captain America and Batman.
Captain America for Waylen, Batman for Casper.
The intrigue and admiration in their eyes was as surprising as it was terrifying.
No, it couldn't be.
"Waylen. Casper." I repeated, not taking my eyes off this guy with an imposing and impressively intimidating aura.
"He has our hair, mummy." Casper was the first to break the silence.
"And he's very tall with blue eyes likes me and Casper's." Waylen agreed with his brother's description of this man.
"You two come right here. Come to mummy." Desperation, for no reason, clawed at me.
I suddenly wanted him
