297. WHO'S MORE IMPORTANT HERE?
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"And my brother with Lavi?!" Lyra remembered at the last second and shouted to Silas before he vanished.
Where had Laziel and Lavinia gone?
"They're fine, don't worry. They'll show up later." Those stunning golden eyes got lost in the darkness, but they kept silently warning Drakkar.
Ex-God or whatever he was, if he hurt his child, Silas would skip the warnings and go straight to action.
With a cloud of blackness, the Specter King disappeared into nothing, swallowed by the carpeted floor.
“I'm done here too. I'm too old to be babysitting skirts," Aldric snorted, heading toward Lyra despite Drakkar's oppressive aura.
Even Aldric would have a hard time getting close, but no one would keep him from his blood.
He kissed Lyra on the forehead, and she leaned toward him affectionately, brushing a hand over his short reddish beard.
Drakkar's warning growl deepened. He couldn't help it.
“Save your fangs for enemies. I'm her grandfather, so tough luck if you don't like me kissing my gr