ARES'S POV

I'd never felt so helpless. Leilani hadn't spoken much to me after meeting with her father. I could see the pain in her eyes and I hated that there was virtually nothing that I could do to make her feel any better.

I rose from the bed and entered the kitchen, my bare feet pressing against the cool tile floors. I placed my hands on the granite counters, stretching my limbs. What can I do to help her? What happened between her and her father? ...