- MURTAGH'S POV -
When I returned to Kate with her chamomile tea I found her already fast asleep; Parker was there too, smiling carefree as he snuggled in her arms. He was hugging his favorite puppet - octopus Jack. Smiling, I placed the steaming cup on Katie's bedside table and, after kissing them, went into the bathroom to jump into the shower.
I hadn't shown it while we were in the cell, but yet another postponement by my father had pissed me off a lot. I knew very well that his was the best choice, but I had a pregnant mate and a child to look after; I didn't have time to keep up with all the psychological tricks he wanted to use on Hyacintho. My daughter would be born in a matter of weeks, and I was determined to have her born in a world free of the danger my psychopath non-ex pos
