Blaze’s POV

I took a few steps towards them. They were still sitting, but it looked like they were glued to their seats.  And the moment they would stand up, their throats would be in my hands.

They dared to plot against me just because they couldn’t control me anymore.

They were looking at each other like they were committing murders with their looks. I only admit these two are quite a legend when they want to trap someone, but not me. I'm not the person they mess with.

“What? Don’t have any answers?" I asked, stepping towards them.

My father’s face already turned pale like mud, and another one...