Chapter 12
- The light coming from the fireplace was throwing a shadow over his pale face; it made his hair look darker. It looked the same when it was wet- like deep red velvet.
- The lord was sitting directly on the floor, still in his full suit. He was running his hands through Cian's thick fur and the white hound was resting peacefully next to his master . Callum looked up upon hearing the door open.
- "Oliver?"