Demetrius's eyes darkened, the blackness creeping back into his irises at the mention of the man who had nearly killed me weeks ago. "An apology? It’s a manipulation, Rachel. He is trying to lower your guard."
"It gets worse," I said, a cold shudder running down my spine as I recalled the chilling, casual way my father had spoken on that pristine beach. "He said he fathered other children and I asked him what happened to them."
Demetrius went entirely still, his gaze locking onto mine. "What did he say?"
"He said I'm the only one who lived," I whispered, the horror of it choking me up all over again. "He told me that taking magic away from an infant is a death sentence. He drains them, Demetrius. He killed my siblings just to siphon their power, all so he can live forever and be unstopp
