-Killian-
I went downstairs to find something to eat. Meanwhile, my dad was still in my office, where I had left Reese to keep an eye on him. His own father was busy arranging rooms for their stay.
Like Wylder and Helena, Reese had reacted similarly, and they were probably right—I should just send him away. Yet the thought alone made the hairs on my neck stand up, the idea of not seeing him or knowing what he might be up to was unsettling.
His behavior had become increasingly strange, swinging abruptly between moods. One moment he was his usual self, and the next, he exhibited a joyfulness I had never seen before—an almost happy demeanor that did not fit my father at all.
Given these unsettling changes, I decided it was best to keep a close watch on him. Just as I mulled over this, the
