JULIAN'S POV

Callista held onto my cloth like her life depended on it as I helped her up. The shock in her eyes was still there, wild and clear. I didn't want to state it, not when her father was still standing there with his back on us.

Penelope just left the scene, and as desperate as I felt to chase after her, I couldn't do it.

Alpha Daemon looked over his shoulder for a while before he turned to head for the exit.

“Father,” Callista called. I barely heard the faint whisper of ...