LOGIN◈D'AMATOS' ABODE◈Isolde stepped into Daisy’s room and found her shouting while scattering clothes across the floor.“Daisy,” she called softly, stopping a few steps away. Her concern sharpened as Daisy moved to the bed, tore off her wig, and revealed a long single braid pinned neatly against her head. She removed each pin slowly until the braid loosened and slid down her back.“What troubles you, my child?” Isolde asked as she sat beside her.Daisy turned away in silence, tears slipping down her cheeks.“Speak to Mother,” Isolde whispered, taking Daisy’s hand and enclosing it gently with both of her own.Daisy lifted her gaze and looked at the hands covering hers before her eyes met Isolde’s. The moment their gazes locked, Daisy’s eyes drifted away again as if she could not hold the weight of it.“It is Henry,” Daisy said in a trembling voice. “He was taken.”“Henry?” Isolde asked, trying to recall anyone by that name. Daisy shifted and looked at her again, right as Arman stepped qui
◈MINUTES LATER◈Henry caught sight of a boy about his age staring at him from within the crowd. He glanced at Tamara, then at Amanda, and when he turned back, the boy was already slipping away into the sea of people.A strange pull urged Henry forward. He looked again at Tamara and Amanda, who were distracted, chatting with a man dressed as a giant pumpkin vendor. Without a word, Henry stepped back quietly and began weaving his way through the crowd after the boy.“And Henry…” Amanda started to say, pausing when she realized he was gone. Her eyes widened, flicking toward Tamara, then scanning the crowd in alarm.Tamara’s pulse quickened. She grabbed her phone and called Zeph immediately.“Tamara,” Zeph’s voice came sharply through the line.“Zeph,” she gasped, trying to steady her breathing. Amanda was already pushing into the crowd, her face tense and eyes darting everywhere. “We can’t find Henry.”“What?” Zeph’s voice rose with panic. She could hear movement and a door slam from his
Henry stepped quietly into the living room. The lights from the hallway brushed over him, drawing a soft glow across his painted skin painted a deep, shimmering blue, traced with faint lines that wrapped around his arms and neck.Around his waist, he wore a brown wrap tied with a slim cord, simple but fitting, and a handmade necklace of beads and feathers rested against his chest.Asher looked up first, his expression freezing halfway between surprise and awe. Caleb, sitting on the couch beside him, turned, and for a moment, both just stared at his long single braid that fell smoothly down his back, reaching below his buttocks.Across his shoulders, faint stripes of pale blue giving him the striking, otherworldly look of the Na’vi. His eyes gleamed with excitement, the silver paint around them reflecting a soft glow that made him seem almost alive in another world.“Whoa,” Caleb breathed, leaning forward. “You actually pulled it off.”Henry grinned, a little shy but proud all the same
◈THOMPSON'S MANSION◈“You’ve been thinking too much,” Caleb said quietly, his tone steady but observant. He rested against Asher’s chest in the sitting room, his head turned slightly as he listened to Asher’s heartbeat. Henry had been descending the stairs when he paused, one foot still on a step, drawn by the sound of their conversation.“I can tell when your mind drifts somewhere else,” Caleb added.Asher gave a soft laugh that didn’t reach his eyes. “You always notice.”He shifted a little, letting the silence stretch before he sighed. “It’s Henry. He’s been distant ever since we told him he couldn’t attend Halloween without Amanda.”Caleb looked up, his gaze steady on Asher’s. “I’m sure he knows you’re only trying to protect him. He comes from a family with dangerous attention around them, and he could be used against us."“Whoever touches him will answer to me,” Asher said with a faint smile that didn’t hide the worry in his eyes. “I just hope he understands. I can’t stand seeing
✦AT NIGHT✦◈D'AMATOS' ABODE◈ The family sat gathered around the long dining table. Isolde presided at the head, her quiet authority filling the room. Daisy and Arman faced each other, while Amanda and Ruby occupied the sides.Arman glanced at Daisy with a small smile, bowing his head slightly before lifting a spoonful of creamy mushroom soup.“Mmm,” he murmured, savoring the taste. “This is wonderful.”“Daisy made it,” Amanda said quickly.Daisy looked up, the spoon still between her lips. She hesitated before setting it down, a faint blush rising to her cheeks.Arman’s gaze shifted from Daisy to Amanda, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. “You’re serious?” he asked, holding Amanda’s eyes.Amanda smiled lightly. “We gave the cooks the day off. Thought the family should try the work of a true queen.” Her eyes moved briefly to Isolde, who remained distant and unreadable, before returning to Arman.“O bir kraliçe,” Arman said softly, his tone carrying a quiet admiration.Amanda’s g
✦THAT NIGHT✦◈FLATBUSH AVENUE◈ The black Valentino SUV tore down the near-empty stretch of Flatbush Avenue, its headlights slicing through the dark. Zeph glanced into the rearview mirror, a flicker of solitude in his eyes, before swerving toward the curb. The door burst open and Matteo was shoved out, wearing only his boxers, his clothes flung after him. The SUV roared away, swallowed by the night.******◈THOMPSON'S MANSION◈“You really need a proper bath, darling,” Caleb murmured, his voice low and steady as his arm found Asher’s waist. The faint scent of soap and warmth filled the air as he guided him toward the bathroom.“Here you go. The tub’s ready.” Caleb crouched, easing down Asher’s boxers. Asher lifted his legs without protest, quiet and obedient beneath his touch. Caleb hung the damp fabric on the silver rack before turning back, his gaze softening.The room was a haze of steam. The tub gleamed with warm, foamy water laced with sandalwood and lavender, the scent rising lik







