VICTORIA’S POV
We had been on the run for a few months now and each day was becoming harder than the last. My own son was after me? Clearly I didn’t teach that boy well enough. Father was also disappointed, he had expected better from me. But he was still my father so I knew he’d eventually get over it. At least he had set up a secret bank account when I filled him in on what had happened and told him mine and Marcus’ plan to run. He had managed to get the cards and other details to me right in time, not that it was helpful currently. Asher had sent his men everywhere in search of us, so we had to stay hidden. I hadn’t even had a decent hot meal since we first ran.
Marcus was also starting to get on my nerves lately. His “consciousness” was starting to get to him or some crap. Apparently
