DAMON’S POV
The grand hall was filled with a heavy silence after Olivia’s question, her wide eyes darting between us, searching for answers we weren’t willing to give. She wanted to know why she was here, why I had taken her, why no one would explain anything.
Too bad for her.
I leaned back against the edge of the table, watching her with an impassive stare, arms crossed over my chest. The truth she wanted so desperately would never pass my lips. I wasn’t about to expose my brother’s existence, not when I had spent years ensuring the world believed he was dead.
Daiki shifted beside me, shooting me a questioning glance, as if asking if I was really going to ignore her completely. I was, but I didn’t have to.
Because the moment Olivia opened her mouth to demand answers again, a voice s
