"Well, you have seen how Connor can be." A cruel smile formed on his lips.
Aila could only stare at Silas; she knew he was a slithering snake. He clasped his hands together in front of him, making a loud clapping sound, which made Aila jolt.
"I know we have discussed a lot this morning. Why don't you have a shower? There are clothes in the wardrobe you can change into. And when you are done, we will see Robert and subject- I mean Finn. Chase will, of course, stay in the room."
And just as quick as his personality switched, he abruptly turned and left the room, leaving no room for arguments. Aila stared aghast at the empty space Silas left. Her attention then went to the gold-haired hunter standing to the side; he walked to the door, closed it and leaned up against it, crossing his arms in the process.
