"Uncle Dane…" Charlotte froze. So did Axel.
He tried to mask it under an arrogant smile, but the sweet stench of his fear couldn't be hidden.
"Eric made it clear to you, didn't he?" Dane spoke.
"What rule states that I can't visit my ex anymore?" Axel growled.
Dane casually glanced at him, as if at a hopping ant, and exhaled. "No rules, but you're here as a Davenport."
Axel's fists tightened beside him, eyes bulging and jaw clenching hard that I thought they might c***k.
Finally, he huffed. "I guess I have to leave if that's what grandpa wants."
Axel grabbed Charlotte's hands, locking them with his as his eyes remained on mine.
If he thought that sight would cause any pain to me then he must've been mistaken.
He turned to leave. Leaving just Dane and me.
His scent seeping through
