Chapter 118.

‘I admit I did not make the best of choices but the thing is, I dont care." He climbed down the stairs, yanking the glass cup from rosemary with a glare. 'Now, if the both of you will tell me why you are here, it will be appreciated."

They had woken him from his sleep. He wasn't a happy man. They all looked up when the bedroom door opened and Laurel came out looking like she had forgotten something. She climbed down without sparing any of them a glance, walking straight to the kitchen. They heard nothing after that.

Lucas stared at his people. He was in boss mode but looked crazy as it was wearing something from the night and not his usual grey suit pants. 'Go ahead." He urged.

'This piece of shit here got Anya pregnant. What am I going to tell the priest?!"

'For someone who cusses, you have a lot to confess to the priest." Silas muttered audibly much to Rosemary's displeasure. She glared daggers at him.