"Anna," Aldona smiled at Rivana, but her smile disappeared as Azrael stepped in front of her. He had no interest in involving his wife in any of their foul plays, not when her time was already ticking like a bomb.
Aldona scowled at her grandson. Considering Viktor's sins, it was understandable he was wary of both of them.
Ezekiel didn't care to get up and show the elderly woman some respect. She didn't deserve any and gestured for her to take a seat on the couch across from his. Turning to George, he ordered, "Bring them chrysanthemum tea, George."
Callum and Rivana frowned at his unusual order, but Aldona's expression darkened, a flicker of guilt crossing her face. This deranged fox was mocking her about her bloodied past, and the memories resurfaced, making it hard to maintain her composure.
