As I look around the table, it didn’t take long to figure out the games being played and the transfer of power. It took me a minute to get my bearings. I could play along, or I can end it. So, I end it. Everything I said was true, but unlike Vlad and Chess, I’m not asking permission and waiting for a verdict. The twins are mine, just like their mother is mine. I’m not going anywhere, and they can’t push me away. Not again. I know it’s going to be a fight, but it’s one I intend to win.
Locking eyes with the twins, I can see their mother’s fire but also my cold and aloofness. Their grey eyes gave nothing away, only the smirks confirmed that they fully understood I had no plan on backing down.
I finally studied them. They were the same height and built, had my grey eyes, their mom’s barely
