Badru
“You!” Konstantin snarled, growing rigid at the stairway.
An equal glare formed on my dad’s face. He remembered, alright.
“What the hell is that rogue doing here?!” He thundered, pointing an accusatory finger in Konstantin’s direction.
This wasn’t a confrontation that was about to wait.
“Prishju!” Our mate’s newly acquainted father roared and charged down the hallway.
“Konstantin, stop!” Both Astennu and I called in unison, rushing after him before this escalated any further.
Neither Baniti, my twin nor myself were fans of what our father had done, but we certainly didn't want to see him hurt. I caught Konstantin’s arm as he reached out to grab the collar of our father’s shirt and Astennu grabbed our father’s wrist before he could rear back his fist in retaliation.
“You sto
