Chapter 42

• BELSHAR NESSAR ABED POV
• I walked into the house and stopped when I saw the people gathered around the picture of Celine that had been mounted at the center of the house, the scent of incense lingering in the air as the family's priest chanted loudly.
• "What the hell is going on here?" I roared, and they all turned to face me, the room going quiet. Father's features hardened as his gaze landed on me, his jaw ticking in anger.