Chapter 118

Killian POV

“What are we waiting for, again?” I asked, shaking my head at my father, who was not allowing me to approach any of those who were sitting in the basement, and yet, he was neither responding to the reason nor reacting to my questions. 

“We are going to wait until I have told you otherwise, son.” He said, and I shook my head. It wasn’t until he looked at the watch, then at the door, that he shook his head as he took a deep breath. It was already eleven in the morning, and we had been here since eight.

“You can…”

The door opened, stopping him, and he smiled before we all turned around to face Natasha. Eleanor, who stood one step behind her, shook her head at me, and I nodded, allowing her to come inside. 

“Do you need anything, Nat?” I asked, my voice softening as