DAEMON'S POV

I walked into the mansion already expecting to be surrounded by the rogues. Safe to say they met my expectations. I started from the left, quietly taking their number until I saw Rhaegal.

His hand was wrapped around Penelope's neck, both of them facing me with different expressions. While Penelope's eyes were filled with fear, Rhaegal had his eyes lit with excitement. His smile was as wide as the gaps between his fingers where they rested on her neck.

“Not yet,” I reeled off ...