Isn’t that what she was?

I look Henry dead in the eyes. “I don’t know if it is a perfect bond, but she is my Omega. Everything inside me points to her.”

Henry raises both brows in surprise but then nods his acceptance, seeing how serious I am. “I see. Okay.”

“We need to find that girl.”

Chapter Nine

Jeremiah

As I drive to the Kayes’ estate with Eric, my anger boils hotter.

When Eric had come asking for my help to refill Cassie’s pills, I was happy to help. Anything for sweet Cassie.

However, what we had found out wasn't what we thought. The pills are poison.

Eric is equally angry… but we were both more concerned about Cassie’s well-being.

We have to see her.Ineed to see her. To be sure she is safe.

We get to the gate and I park outside. We often come around to see Cassie and her mom, so the security team knows us enough to let us in. We just can’t drive into the compound since we aren’t Kaye family visitors.

We hurry to the little house where Cassie and her mom live. Eric knocks and we wait. A few seconds later, the door swings open. I want itto be Cassie, but it is hermom.

The sight of her increases my anger

“Oh! Jeremiah, Eric, what a pleasure to see you both,” she chirps, delighted. She looks behind us as if she is expecting someone else to be with us.

She frowns when she sees that we are alone. “Oh. You came alone?” she asks.

We are both quiet.Who would we come with anyway?

She faces Eric fully. “Sweetie, don’t you…”

My brother cuts her off before she can finish speaking, though. “Don’t talk to me. Where is Cassie?” he says angrily.

Cassie’s mom is taken aback by Eric’s rude statement. Eric has always been polite to her. His rudeness is out of character.

I do not approve of his approach, but I say nothing.

I feel Cassie isn’t safe with her mother anymore. This sweet, kind woman smiling at us has been feeding Cassie poison all these years.

The same pills she gives to Cassie for her “illness” are the reason that Cassie is sick. Her mother is harming Cassie.

What kind of mother would do that to their child?

Frustration wells in my belly, adding to my anger.

I want to take a page out of Eric’s book and yell at her. Instead, I take deep breaths. Nothing will come out of yelling.

How can she be so sweet and kind to us and also be poisoning her daughter?

This doesn’t all add up.

Maybe she made a mistake, or was prescribed the wrong drug.

As I stand there, my head swirls with questions I can’t answer. Questions that only Cassie’s mom can answer.