CALLISTA'S POV

Something stirred me from sleep. Either the storm or the noise coming from within the house.

I went for my first guess, padding barefooted to the balcony where the rain had left wet. Cold air kissed my skin as I stepped out of the door, sending chills down my spine..

The sky was quiet, but the house wasn't.

Something was going on at the gate.

It felt quite early for a fight, or even a quarrel.

Who would dare disturb the estate at this hour fully aware that my father ...