Everyone gathered in the room, no one feeling tired enough to sleep. The fight lasted more than three hours and Snow was fed the antidote and now she was sleeping soundly as her wounds took the time to heal.
Rylee had chosen to stay by her side and they left the three men to sit and ponder what really happened that night.
Cameron sighed, rubbing his hands together. Jacob had offered him some of his clothes and he had changed into them while the older man cleaned the house up.
Kieran sat on his favorite sofa, his eyes on the younger men as what Cameron said refused to leave his mind and he hasn't gotten an alone time with Rylee to actually talk about it.
He sighed and closed his eyes, when he opened them, they went to his servant.
"You must be afraid of me now, Jacob. Don't worry, I will understand if you choose to leave or if you let your father in on the story."
