Leilani.
For a couple of minutes, after he made that statement, the room felt like it had been plunged into utter confusion.
The tension in the air was so thick, it could be cut through with a knife and the air suddenly felt so cold, I would've almost imagined it was winter if I didn't know better.
But I knew better.
And I knew that this was all Uncle Theon.
My eyes snagged away from Caelum's face to meet that of Uncle Theon, and by the goddess, the look on his face was murderous but I couldn't ascertain why he was suddenly pissed when he'd been at least manageable only a few minutes ago.
It was so terrifying that I could have sworn that he was completely capable of freezing hell fire over with those eyes if he wanted to. And ladies and gentlemen, those eyes were completely on me. Not on my mates, not on the pen which now drummed against the table— a result of my panicking state.
It was on me.
