Ruby POV:
While driving to Olcan's house with Axel lying in my lap in pain, I was distracted enough to get my powers under control. I had been trying not to panic at the black lines spreading across his face or the way his lips were getting darker while his skin got paler.
He looked like he was dying.
Now, at Olcan's house with the sick bastard himself sitting across from me, I wanted nothing more than to wring his neck with my own hands.
"So," Olcan drawled as he crossed one leg over the other. "You're Lovette's daughter, huh?"
"Yes. What do you want, Olcan? You wanted to talk, so talk," I countered.
He chuckled.
There had just been something about this man that had bothered me from the moment I met him. Maybe it was his odd eyes and bald head that created a bizarre combo for me. "
