Chapter 95

Lorraine Hawthorne.

Lilian.

I paced up and down my room after hearing all that Oliver had to say. She really went too far. I lost track of time, and by the time I heard soft rasps on my door, the sky was getting darker.

"Yes?” I opened the door with a bit of strength and irritation.

Daemon filled the doorway with an imperceptible frown on his face. When did he even get home? “Were you expecting any visitors?”

I raised my eyes to meet his. “What?”

I didn't grab his question at once, and he sighed and leaned against the doorframe.

"Your mother and sisters are here to...