HELENA POV
I still couldn’t find the strength to open the car door. My hand hovered near the handle, fingers trembling, breath stuck somewhere between my lungs and my throat. I knew that the moment I stepped outside, everything would change. There was no way around it. If Silas was here, his dragon had already scented everything I had worked so hard to hide. He was close enough to smell the truth through metal, glass, and distance. Close enough to sense the existence of the two little souls sleeping inside my house.
The boys. Our boys.
He knew. I saw it in the way his pupils blew wide the second his gaze collided with mine through the window, as if something inside him had finally snapped into place.
He stared at me with those hazel eyes that never really looked hazel at all. They burn
