"What?"
Damian's expression slowly changed, the muscles around his eyes twitching repeatedly as he struggled to contain the rage boiling inside his stomach. For several seconds, he simply stared at Rah as though he had not properly heard her. Then his grip loosened around Hazel, and he pushed gently through his wives, moving toward the little girl with an urgency that immediately made everyone around him tense.
Rah nodded firmly, confirming what she had said, and that single movement was enough to make Damian's chest tighten.
The room suddenly seemed to tilt.
