Alaric’s POV:

My body went completely still. Clint’s words hung in the air like a dark and heavy cloud. His gaze remained on mine, and I didn’t look away either. Didn’t move, didn’t say a fucking word.

I didn’t try to deny it. Hell, I didn’t even want to. It’s why I was here.

To accept the fact that I killed my own father.

“Nothing to say, huh?” he asked, gaze narrowing. “You won’t try to deny it?”

With every second that passed, the expression on Clint’s face ...