CHLOE
We ordered some coffee and cake while getting some small talk in.
Not long after the waitress gave us everything, I took a sip of my coffee and looked toward my mum who was staring at me. Placing my mug down, I let out a breath. “Well, what is it you have to tell us?”
Mum stared for a moment before her entire body shifted and became rigid slightly. “There is no sign of Madeline. She escaped and fled.”
A low growl rumbled through me.
“What do you mean she escaped?” I gritted, keeping my voice low to make sure no one could hear me. “I thought Brodie had her and was making sure she knew her place.”
That damn b***h was the vein of our existence. Her pack was the one we took down first, which was easy since my mum could manipulate her father into believing every word she would
