Epilogue

A shrill scream cut through the otherwise silent mansion of the Rose family. Liam awoke, startled, and in a speed that the human eye couldn’t follow, he opened Alia’s bedroom door with a bang.

The light switched on, illuminating the little girl shaking in her bed. Tears brimmed her eyes, threatening to spill. She breathed harshly, raising her arms to ask for her Daddy’s comfort.

Liam’s gaze shifted momentarily to the windows, which were, much to his relief closed, the curtains exactly the way they were when he left her.

The boys’ bedroom door opened as Liam stalked to Alia. He raised the girl by her waist and let her down on his lap.

“Daddy,” she cried, burying her face in his chest.

Liam stroked her hair and gently leaned forward and back. “It’s only a nightmare, baby. Daddy’s here.”

“You can put those down,” he said to the boys. Aylan carefully put down the bag of wolfsbane powder.

“No bad guys?” asked Amiry.

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