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“We do have a bigger issue to worry about,” Kane says, drawing everyone’s attention to him. “Your daddy is pulling out all the stops to find you, and as hidden as you are here, you’re not invisible. It’s only a matter of time before he finds you.”
Goosebumps raise my skin at his words. I was already worried about this, but hearing him say that makes my stomach turn.
“Kane, stop it,” Sariah says.
“I’m not trying to scare her, but this is the reality of the situation.”
“We’ll deal with Richardson,” Howler says.
“Because that seems to be going so well for you,” Kane mocks.
I feel the vibration of Rage’s growl deep in his chest. “This ain’t your problem.”
“Wrong,” Lucas interjects. “All of this affects my wife directly. Richardson is her father too, and his reputation is not inflated. The man is a lunatic managing a bunch of lunatics. He’s a threat, and one I intend to put down. It would be helpful to both our causes if we were on the same side with this.”
I hold my breath as Howler takes this in without a flicker of emotion sliding onto his face. “Why would you get involved in a war you don’t need to on the off-chance Richardson might one day discover he has another child out there?”
Sariah glances at Lucas and something passes between them, some silent conversation that we’re not privy to. “Because we have a child, and my wife is pregnant again. You’ll understand my need to ensure my family’s safety.” His eyes slide towards me. “And that now includes Skye.”
“Why don’t we talk about this in my office?” Howler suggests. “It’ll give the girls some time together.”
Lucas doesn’t seem to like this idea, but my sister squeezes his hand. “I’d like that.”
He bends down, pressing a kiss to her head before he straightens. “Anything happens to my wife—”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, you’ll rain down hell. I got it. Shall we?”
Kane and Lucas follow Howler out of the room, and when Sariah pats the chair next to her, I pull free of Rage’s grasp. He is reluctant to let me go, but he does, taking a chair that’s close enough to intervene if he needs to but far enough away to give us privacy.
I sit opposite her, unable to stop looking at her face. Clearly, we both got a lot of our father in our genes.
“I’m so happy to finally meet you.”
“Likewise,” I say.
“I’m sorry everything played out the way it did. I was so scared when I found out you were here. Are you sure they’re treating you well? You can tell me. I can have you out of here lickety-split.”
I smile at her. “They were suspicious when I first came, and rightfully so. Our father’s reputation hasn’t made him a lot of friends.”
“I can believe that.”
“What about you? I mean, you’re married to a man who is kind of scary.”
She laughs. “Lucas is good to me and our daughter. I had to fight him to come here today. He wasn’t so keen on his pregnant wife getting in the middle of all this.”
I lower my head, unable to stop the smile from spreading across my face. “We have that in common.”
“Overprotective husbands?”
“No, the pregnant part.”
Her eyes flare. “You’re pregnant too?”
I nod, instinctively touching my stomach as I think about my child. “Nine weeks. It’s a hell of a story how it happened.”
Sariah leans back in her chair, folding her arms over her chest. “They’ll be in that room for hours. Tell me everything.”
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