DANIKA
I shuffle backwards, my pulse racing. The man grins at me, his silver eyes twinkling.
"Who are you?" I demand, and he takes a step towards me. I move backwards, further into the darkness.
"Your father," he says, and my blood runs cold in my veins.
My biological father? The same man who tortured Kaziel? This...is him?
"What do you want?" I hiss, annoyance flaring inside of me.
"I need your help," he tells me slowly.
Despite myself, I burst into laughter.
"Really? You want my help? Where have you been all along? You can't just come to me, claiming to be my father. I don't know you, and neither do I want to," I spit, curling my hands into fists.
His gaze softens.
"He told you about me, didn't he? You haven't even heard my side of the story," he utters.
Frustration wells insi
