ELIZA POV
Zyon's eyes were hazel and adventurous in nature, they gleamed with delight the entire time I cleaned his body. He had the blood of those he killed last night stained around his skin.
Dad said Zyon would stay with us for a while. He gave me a key to one of the extra rooms and told me to take him there. His reaction to everything about Zyon was strange, but for me, it was a good thing.
"So Demetrius is your father?"
The question was unexpected, given we had discussed this last night. He knew.
Maybe he wanted to make conversation, so I nodded, and placed the towel on his chest. The water was a little cold, but he didn't react when it made contact with his skin. His body temperature was cold like that of a corpse, as he was pale and resembled one, so I guess he was familia
