"Get him some water," Lia commanded, swiftly intervening to shield Yael from being scorched under the intensity of Zayden's glare. Yael nodded quickly and rushed to the kitchen, his breaths coming in ragged gasps after facing the intimidating gaze of his elder brother. It felt as if he had stirred a dormant demon, a shiver racing down his spine at the sight of those dark, crimson eyes.
Lia patted Zayden's back, perplexed by what might have triggered such emotions within the normally composed reaper. The name "Ziana" flashed in her mind, and she exchanged a concerned glance with Xavier, their shared worry for both the troubled human soul and their tormented brother evident.
"Argh," Zayden groaned, his chest constricting as though an invisible heart, which he hadn't possessed for centuries, was being torn apart. "Call her," he grumbled, the unease becoming unbearable as he carelessly tossed his phone onto the table.
