DIEGO'S POV

As the smell hit my nostrils, it choked me, and for a few seconds, breathing proved difficult.

I coughed, clenching hard at my chest. “Where's the smell coming from?” I managed to ask, my eyes traveling around the house.

Ares, Brianna, and Marilyn had rushed to the kitchen, where the smell could be traced. The fog had grown thicker and was quickly saturating the house.

Killian jumped to his feet to help them as well. I knew I couldn't be left out as well, so I managed to get up and then rush down.

“We do have a fire extinguisher in the house, right? I remember Dad got...