A tiny flicker of light in the middle of the shadows indicated someone was out of place. They didn't belong here; although they had been hiding for long, I noticed it. There he was, Amelie's mate; now, the only question that remained was, who was he? I squinted my eyes to try to see through the darkness, but it was impossible.
I returned my gaze to Amelie, expecting her to be scared, but instead, she was smirking. Why was she smirking? Caelan gave me a blank look, so there was something wrong.
Caelan clicked his tongue, and in one swift movement, he was behind Dad.
"I always hated you, old man," he mumbled, loud enough for me to hear. "You always preferred him over me, although I am also your son; I guess my mother's spell didn't work as well as it should have."
I knew it; that wom
