I looked toward Wade who was glaring at the floor, a slight pain piercing me when moments passed, and he didn’t glance my way. I thought he cared about me, was I wrong?
I shook my head slightly, no, he was injured and overwhelmed, we would talk later.
My mother stood up, her mama bear aura radiating as she glowered at Archer and Wade’s father, man it’s weird to think about that, they were brothers . .
‘Is my daughter safe now?’ she demanded roughly.
Mr Jones nodded, ‘yes Mrs Reynolds, the man who took her will never come near her again, nor will his associates, you have my word.’
Mum snorted, ‘firstly, its Ms Reynolds’ she spat out angrily, ‘secondly, no offence Mr Jones, but your word means nothing to me right now.’
Mr Jones stiffened but seemed to decide not to challenge my mother
