Isaac POV
The soft rustle of wind brushing against the window was what stirred Isaac from his sleep.
At first, he thought it was just the wind.
But something else crawled along his senses—a faint ripple in the mana outside.
It wasn't the kind of presence that wandered randomly through the area. No, this one moved with direction.
Isaac's eyes narrowed in the dark.
Who's walking around the house in the middle of the night?
His first instinct was to think of Tyr, who usually stood watch outside, would keep a watch.
Since Tyr hadn't raised an alarm, then either the person was someone they knew... or they were good enough to bypass even Tyr's perception.
That possibility didn't sit right with him.
Careful not to disturb Emily or Alice, he slid out of bed.
The room was quiet except for their soft breathing.
He didn't bother changing out of his sleepwear.
He just slipped into his slippers and walked out into the hallway.
