Roman’s POV
In the evening, I returned home after a long day at the office, juggling Kael’s affairs alongside my own work.
The others had returned a little later, and from the looks of it, Kael had spent the entire day in the drawing room, keeping a silent watch over her. She sat in her usual reserved corner, near the floor-to-ceiling windows and Vixen’s pet house, completely motionless.
"Has she caused any trouble?" I asked.
Kael shook his head. Thankfully, she hadn’t done anything to provoke him.
She was like a ghost, invisible until one’s eyes fell on her. No sound, no movement. Even her breathing was quieter than Vixen’s.
"What did you find?" I asked Lucian, Jason, and Rafe.
The three of them exchanged glances and chose to remain silent. I understood—they didn’t want to discuss
