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Amaros looked away, and Viggo rubbed a hand down his face. I stared at him, wondering how the hell he answered like that. He was planning to help me get Kali out of here. Which went entirely against our father.

“You’ll stay, Viggo. Pax and Zan leave for Project Hope tonight?—”

“We need Warner,” Pax cut in. “There’s no way we’re going to get in without help.”

“Not happening,” Amaros snapped.

“They need him, Dad,” Viggo urged. “He knows how to get in, and…he’ll help. If it keeps Kali safe, then he’ll do it. She’s family to him.”

“More threats,” Kali muttered bitterly.

Amaros looked at her before letting out a sigh. “Fine. But if he tries anything, then you bring him back. I don’t need to worry about anything with you, do I, Zan?”

“No,” I bit out, swallowing my retort. He knew I would do what he wanted with Kali here on the property with him.

“Good. Get ready to leave.” He exited the cage. “She stays down here from now on. I think she’s gotten too comfortable. That needs to change.”

I opened my mouth to argue, but Viggo grabbed my shoulder in a silent warning, shaking his head when I glanced at him. Defeat clung to me as Kali slumped against the bars, glaring at Amaros’s back.

The last thing I wanted was her here without me. But at least Viggo would be here. And the second I got Kali’s twin out, I’d come back for Kali.

Chapter 13

Kali

My back was killing me. I shifted against the bars of the cage, uncrossing my legs and stretching them out. My eyes drifted to the newest blood stain on the cement from when Amaros ripped the vampire’s heart out. That had happened nearly four days ago, and if I wasn’t at the Pen, then I was locked in this damn cage.

Which was fine with me, since Amaros had come to the Pen with me every night. I couldn’t do anything when he was glued to my side. I’d only seen Viggo a couple times when he took me to the bathroom to shower or brought food, and he never said a word to me. I was sure it was because there were ears on us, but I was going crazy not knowing where Zan was.

I let out a groan, closing my eyes. Something was wrong with me. Not that I’d admit that to anyone in this house. The last two days I’d been stuck in a daze. My head was hazy, and pain had been sweeping over my entire body. Cracking my eyes open, I stared at the untouched packaged food that Viggo had brought me hours ago. I had no appetite. I was sure this had something to do with my transition, but there was no one here I trusted enough to talk to.

My heart panged when I thought of Zan again. If he were here, I’d ask him. His words to his father echoed in my head. He choseme. Over his father. Over everything.

My ears pricked when I heard footsteps on the stairs. My hearing was improving daily, and I was aware that Amaros had vampires posted at the top of the steps around the clock. But none stayed in the room with me. Probably because he didn’t want me to entrance them. The fact that I had the ability to control vampires’ minds still had me reeling. It had come so naturally that I hadn’t even known I was doing it at first.

Viggo appeared at the bottom of the stairs, and I stayed sitting. Partly because I had no interest in going anywhere, and also because I wasn’t sure I had the energy to stand.

His eyes darted to the full plate of food. “Why aren’t you eating?”

“I’m not hungry.”

My voice sounded weak even to my ears, and Viggo frowned as he crept closer to the cage. I warily eyed him, wondering where his father was. I used to think I could possibly trust Viggo, but not after what he said when he was under Amaros’s entrancement.

Viggo sighed, unlocking the cage door. “Get up, Kali.”

“Why?”

“You don’t want to go to the Pen?”

“Usually your father comes to get me. Where is he?”

“He had to go somewhere.”

That got my attention, and I sat straighter. “He’s not on the property?”

“No. There are some things he wants done his way.”

Viggo strode into the cage, his intense stare making me scowl. “What?”