ALICIA

LUCIEN’S POINT OF VIEW. I pulled my hands into my pocket to hide the fact that they were trembling, and stood in front of the patriarch of the Everhart family with confidence, and said; “Why do you judge me without even knowing me? What did I ever fucking do to you, Mr Everhart?” I asked, staring him in the eye. I could feel Sloane’s palm on my back as she tried to steady me, to calm me, and honestly, it was working, because I could feel the anger I’d come here with lessening. “You.” He spat, his eyes filled with hatred, and something underlying in them. Something I think he’s trying to hide, but was unsuccessful at hiding from me. “Are the child of Eldric and Alicia, and while I loved your mother like she was my own sister, I am not sure you are not tainted with the evil and darkness that the bastard has.” He stared at his wife for a moment, his eyes softening the second they darted to her, before he turned back to me, sporting that same harsh look. “I will not allow my daughter to