*Jack*
The nanny releases a hideous sob before turning and fleeing down the hallway.
I lower my gaze to the boy. “I will never hurt you. Do you understand?”
The boy blinks and nods.
I give him a small smile, “Good.”
“You’re bleeding,” Olivia says.
“I have bled before. Now, I want a bath, so get the hell out.”
“Mr. Moon…” she starts.
“Get out,” I grind out through clenched teeth, interrupting whatever the hell the Luna is going to say. “Because you, Luna, I’m likely to hurt.”
She ushers the boy out, reaches back to grab the knob, and stills. “I wasn’t going to disagree with your decision to dismiss Helen… even before you threatened me.”
Does she think that confession will ease my temper? Before I can think of an appropriate response, she quietly closes the door.
