Sinclair's pov
I got to my room, took my shirt off, and tossed it on my bed. I had so much accumulated anger inside of me, and I waited for someone unfortunate enough to fall victim.
My phone rang, and it was Gabriel calling. I had no idea whether or not it was for a good reason, and I would have considered ignoring it, but then I remembered he was with Blair's mother, and her safety meant the world to Blair.
"Yes?"
"Caleb just got here a few minutes ago. He's causing a scene because Blair's mother is here, " he said, and I pinched the space between my brows.
"I'll be there in a few hours. I have to meet with my father. Just find a way to keep him from harming Mrs Bridget at any cost, " I responded and hung up.
"I totally forgot about Caleb and his madness," I hissed and dropped my phone on the vanity.
Now I really have to meet with my father because I can't understand why he's putting Blair through all of this when he knows she's not the first of her kind...