Caspian sat up in his hospital bed, his body aching from the surgery. The room smelled of disinfectant, and the steady beeping of machines reminded him that he wasn’t at full strength yet. He hated hospitals.

They were cold, sterile, and far too quiet for his liking. Dominic stood silently by the door, watching over him like a hawk.

Caspian’s mind, however, wasn’t on his pain or the machines. It was on Julia and Liam. He needed to see them, to know they were okay. But first, he had to deal with the uninvited guest who had barged into his life yet again.

Maverick, his uncle, stood by the window,...