THIRD PERSON POV.
Silas narrowed his eyes. “You don’t seem shocked that Owen has a different mother.”
Noah was the first to respond, his voice steady. “Because we already knew.”
Silas scoffed, crossing his arms. “And how long have you known?” His gaze flickered between them, sharp, accusing. “Do you also know that he has a secret place where he is been keeping records? Researching hybrids? That there are pictures of his mother there?”
For a moment, no one spoke. Damian’s jaw tightened, his muscles coiled like he was holding himself back from reacting.
Owen, on the other hand, kept his expression eerily neutral. Too neutral.
Silas tilted his head. “I can take you there.”
Owen finally exhaled, shaking his head. “This is ridiculous.”
“Then prove it,” Silas shot back.
A beat passed b
