~ISSA

“Your niece is full of surprises,” Deucalion said as he took a seat in the big brown leather chair behind his desk in his home study.

He did not seem to be upset that his eldest daughter was still healing from Yulia’s unexpected fire power.

I shrugged. I had no reply for that. “How is Iris?” I asked.

“Embarrassed,” He replied.

“She is out of the hospital?” I asked.

“Left that same night,” Deucalion said with a hint of pride in his voice. I could not blame her. I ...