That same night…
Percival had just stepped into the house with a smile still lingering on his face. He had just returned from seeing Aliyah.
The door shut behind him, and then he paused as his nose twitched for a second. "…?"
He sniffed again. "…Uncle Melvin?"
One of the Arcorys wolves sitting in the living room glanced up. "Yeah. He came in not too long ago. He's upstairs."
Percival nodded and started toward the stairs.
But just before heading to his father's study, he stopped and turned to another corner of the hallway. Towards the direction of Hayley's room.
He sighed and walked towards it, stopping in front of her door and giving a knock.
"…Hayley?" He called out, but there was no response, so he pushed the door open.
Inside, the room was quiet. Phoebe lay asleep on the bed, while Hayley curled up behind her, holding their younger sister close with an arm wrapped around her.
