“Huff. Finally, we are home,” I chuckled, finally gaining comfort I had been craving as we walked into the lounge.
But, to our uttermost surprise, we found an unexpected guest.
The caretaker of the Iglesias legacy- the man who kept the bloodline’s secrets buried and its enemies silenced.
Antler.
Sitting in Rose’s favorite armchair, completely relaxed, “Well, well, look who’s home.” He mocked, “How is the newly found leash working?”
I had abandoned that world, but looking at him now, I realized that the world hadn't abandoned me.
"How did you get in here, Antler?" I demanded, my hand instinctively dropping to the bracelet on my wrist.
"The same way I do everything.” He stood up, the usual danger. He didn't look at me at first, his gaze flickered to Rose, pressing on his words, “Qu
