Barely an hour before Ulric, Sebastian, and Kade walked into the dining room...
Kade's POV:
I had just laid out the full plan for finding the perpetrators behind the mysterious deaths in Nightfang when Ulric finally spoke—after exchanging long stares with my father, of course.
"And you're completely sure this will work?" Ulric looked at me, scratching his head with one hand while supporting himself on his walking stick with the other.
"Well…" I dragged out the word, crossing my arms over my chest before shrugging. "There's an 80 percent chance it'll work."
"Ulric, we may have made a mistake coming to Kade." My father sighed, dragging a hand across his face.
"Excuse me?" I laughed, covering my irritation. "No one told you to come to me, you know? Let alone rip my door off its hinges?"
