Chapter 34-Amara

I want to stand up, but I know my knees will wobble. So I stay sitting, focusing on my mate's and Sophie's touch to keep me grounded. Roman must mindlink everyone except Seth and Sophie to leave because everyone gets up and quickly evacuates the living room. Honestly, I barely notice. I'm still staring at the man I'm supposed to call Dad and trying not to fall into the abyss of my emotions while I do so.

"I…" I start to say but trail off, not really knowing where I am going with it, but I feel like I need to speak.

I didn't expect it to be this emotional, ignorantly, I guess. In the abstract, it was much easier to think about him. But with him, my father, standing here in front of me, reminding me that I have a parent who's alive, is bringing up so many feelings.

Stupid, stupid feelings. I don't know a damn thing about him. He could be a sadist, he could be a homophobe, he could hate women. I mean, he's the demon overlord from the underworld; he probably has some seriously sadisti