“Now I see the reason that old fart is so adamant about having grandchildren.”
Zamiel grinned after finishing with their little stroll.
The ancient was now looking at the last hieroglyphics. His eyes having this glint in it as he smirked.
They were in the hall's entrance again, since they walked back.
“Are you telling me there’s a reason for it?”
Rory could not help but grit his teeth.
It irked him to think that the old man who tortured and abused Alex would have a valid enough reason to do that.
“Yes, it seems it’s because of this thing.”
The old one turned to him with a wicked smile as he began patting his stomach.
“The shadow?”
He frowned, not being able to comprehend what would be the connection to it.
“Being the surviving guardian hound, I think the old coot has a rough ide
