I felt myself trembling and Alec pulled me into his arms.
“Your son’s death was not an accident. There was magic involved. The same source that nearly killed both of your daughters.”
My dad was on his feet. I head the shattering of glass; he had crushed right through the tumbler of brandy in his hand and glass shards skittered across the floor. Blood welled in his fist from where he cut himself with the glass. Everyone was completely still for a moment.
“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN?” my father roared.
I quivered in Alec’s arms. Aric stood rooted to the spot. My alphas looked deadly- ready to yell at my father for scaring me, but their own father beat them to it.
“OMAR, you do NOT speak to my sons like that!” Aldron bellowed.
“Ophelia spoke to him, and he explained that the same magic
