KILLIAN'S POV.
The moment Mother mentioned Meadow joining us for dinner, I knew this conversation was going to end badly. Even I couldn't explain the rage that shot through my veins at her request.
Or rather, at Damian's request.
Mother blinked.
"What do you mean, 'absolutely not'?"
"I mean exactly what I said."
She frowned.
"Killian, it's only dinner."
"No."
Her smile slowly disappeared.
"I don't understand."
I folded my arms.
"Then let me make it simple."
"Meadow doesn't know Damian."
"She doesn't need to."
Mother stared at me for a long moment.
Then she let out a small laugh.
"You cannot be serious."
"I am."
"It's one meal."
"It won't kill anyone."
I shook my head.
"I said no."
She sighed.
"You've been acting strangely since yesterday."
"I've been acting exactly
