Chapter 67 A Romantic Horror

• Axel's POV
• I couldn’t shake the feeling. Every minute since we returned from Willow’s hotel room, the tension had settled in my chest like a weight. My thoughts were consumed by the idea of our father. The old man, where was he? What would he do when he returned? How far had he gone in his plan?
• I tried to push it out of my mind, but it wasn’t easy. Asher, of course, noticed my mood shift. He always did.