Cassian instantly broke into a cold sweat, his instincts screaming that the man before him was a serious threat.
He exuded a lethal aura.
It was the kind of deadly aura forged only in the heat of battle, something no ordinary person could possess. But why was such a man here, and what was his connection to Oriana?
Had he been exposed? After hiding for so long, had those people finally found him?
Cassian clenched his fists.
The old wounds beneath his black gloves began to throb faintly, stirring a growing unease within him.
He cautiously stepped back, one hand reaching for the folding knife hidden in his pocket.
"Uncle Killian! What are you doing here?" Merrick and Nichole stepped forward, greeting Killian warmly.
Killian wore a half-smile, glancing at Merrick as he asked, "What, ar
