Page 118 of Poison's Kiss
I push the door openwithout so much as knocking, and in an instant, Drackus materializes in front of me in the foyer of his home.
"Airis? What's wrong, my dear?"
"I know it's not possible, and I know it's going to sound crazy, but that woman isnotmy mother. I know it's not her."
Drackus leans back on his heels, not saying anything. It's as though he doesn't know what to say, and I'm sick of the delay.
"Drackus, did you hear me? It's. Not. Her."
"He knows," the velvety, familiar voice says from the top of the staircase, and my eyes follow it to see the blond hair, the perfectly white dress, and the eyes full of warmth and pain.
"Mom," I gasp, disbelief ringing out. "What the hell?"
She slowly starts walking down, her eyes moving to meet my father's briefly before returning to mine.
"Alyssa, we need to talk."
