Chapter 7-1

Emily's POV Mikko slammed the door when he came into the house. The vibrations rattled the ceiling and floorboards. Startled, everyone in the room looked over. I was surprised that the wooden frame around the door wasn't cracked. We only saw a flash of him, but it was enough to see his fury. His hands were clenched into fists, his shoulders and arms bulging from the intensity of his anger, his jaw was clenched and strained, and his eyes were so golden they glowed. His anger was easily seen and felt. He was a blast wave of heat. When he was out of sight, I turned back to how I had been before and gave Nikki a look that only she could understand. The toddlers were looking at each other with some kind of invisible communication between the three, I could almost feel it. "What happened to him?" Nikki asked quietly as she settled in again. My dad looked at me. "You should go see what happened." I threw a hitch-hiker thumb over my shoulder. "Did you see the big bad