LYCANDRA POV
It’s been almost three weeks since my father took Max captive and since I last saw him last. My father has been using excuses to keep me from seeing him and I wasn’t going to have it anymore. I have been puking my guts out for the last few days and I haven’t been able to keep anything down. I didn’t understand. Except for the heartache when we were separated, I felt fine, but since Max was taken captive, I could feel myself starting to get weaker. My mother has already begged my father to let me see him, but I guess he was still pissed about our little romp in the cell. Missy was worried as well and has demanded me to come in for a check-up, but I couldn’t find the strength to leave my room what to say my bed. All I knew was that I needed to have hm close and even though he w
