Page 23 of Locked Souls

Jonas grumbles and I sigh.

“Whatever, but I need some food,” I mutter, leaving the hall and skipping the vending machine.

I know there is a cafeteria around here somewhere, but before I can go searching, Jacob speaks up.

“I have men trailing Isabella, and she went by your place. Tempest mentioned you guys packing some things, so why don't we hit a drive-thru and go to the safe house. We can get it set up for Chas and the kids.”

“Yeah, I could use a shower too,” Levi says, nodding.

We follow him out to the parking lot, and I don't miss the group of Society members that are scattered all around, acting like they are just normal hospital visitors, and not guarding our family.

Levi leads us to a new van and we hop in. I lean my head back against the seat and close my eyes for a minute.

It must have been more than a minute. I wake up to Jonas and Levi yelling at each other as Jacob unlocks a door with his thumbprint.

The place is big enough for all of us, but pretty barren. A brick three story home, secluded in the woods, isn't my idea of homey, but I guess it'll work.

I unbuckle and hop out of the van, catching the final shout between the guys.

Pausing, I turn and give them a look of horror.

“Are you guys seriously arguing over who is going to kill Isabella?”

Jonas looks at his feet and rubs the back of his neck as Levi scowls.

Shaking my head, I leave them to whatever they are plotting and stomp up the five steps that lead to a small porch and enter the house.

Otto and Romeo are already here with Tempest and my son. “Da!” Eli shouts, squirming in Otto's arms.

I walk over to them and scoop up Elijah, bringing his head to my chest. I hold him tight and sigh.

Tempest hands me his blanket, and I move over to the couch with him, taking a seat.

Romeo waddles over to us, and Tempest places him on my lap so he can cuddle too.

“So, Otto told me that Ash and Chastity are talking. How do you think that's going?” Tempest asks while folding some blankets and getting the living room set up with the boys’ toys.

“Hopefully this gives her some type of closure and she can move on,” I mutter, then yawn.

“Yeah, maybe.”

“How long have you guys been here?” The place is covered in bags from Target and Bed Bath and Beyond.

“We did some shopping and then decided to skip the hospital, so the Littles could take a nap. Rome was miserable,” she coos, moving closer to us and running her finger through his dark curls.

He looks up at his mom with so much love in his eyes and I smile.

“Is there anything Jonas and I can do?”

Tempest shakes her head and points to the kids that are snuggled up with me.

“Keep them occupied so Otto and I can finish setting this place up. We couldn't find a crib, but we have a bassinet that we will stick in the master bedroom.”

“How long do you think we will be here?”

“I'll answer that,” Jacob says, entering the room. “This is temporary. We have a larger place a few hours away, but for now, we will stay here.”

“Wait. We will be moving again?”