The Blood Bag's Alibi

GAEL'S POV

My father’s voice cut through the heavy silence of my room. “Gael, come downstairs.”

I groaned, rolling off the bed with deliberate slowness. I had no doubt this wasn’t a request—it never was with him. With an exaggerated sigh, I trudged down the stairs, bracing myself for whatever nonsense had dragged me out of my space.

As soon as I reached the bottom, I froze. Three men stood in the