Lyla's POV
Maxten wasn't wrong when he said that this man was large and scary. He had tattoos on his face, and his eyes were such a dark blue that it was hard to look at them. There was something in them that said I've done evil things. Something about him just made me uncomfortable. Maxten was only going to be gone for the night. I would sleep in the room with Kenzley tonight and by morning all would go back to normal.
A light knock on the door had both Kenzley and me freezing and just staring at the door. I motioned for her to be quiet.
"Lyla, it's me, open the door please," Maxten said, and I let out a big breath and moved to the door. "Please open up," he said in his soft, caring tone. I opened the door, and he was standing there with a look on his face that I couldn't decipher
