Chapter 46

Dargan's Point of View

Ciaran had decided it was best we leave early from the Party. Alvara had been shaken up. Ozias had taken to escorting her back to the car. Teagan and Harland had stayed behind, swearing to Ciaran that they would handle any problems that sprouted.

The night was a bust. If the Royal family found out about what Ciaran had done, they might want retribution. The form of which none of us could predict. It was another waiting game. Who would flinch first.

Maids greeted us at the door, taking our coats and Alvara's robe. We refrained from speaking about what had happened. About who we had just killed. Murdered in front of all our other guests.

Ciaran was somber, storming off to his office first chance he got. Maverick snuck away to his room, using exhaustion as an excuse but I knew better. We could all smell Alvara on him. From his breath to his fingers. Alvara smelt like both Maverick and Ozias. Apparently, the pa