Page 11 of Seduction

With Daniels gone, Luke and Cord following him, I sit back down on the couch with Ollie and Tor.

Taking a few deep breaths and pulling on their strength, I pull Dad’s letter out of my pocket. I take one more deep breath to steady my hands before reading his words, and praying they aren’t the last I will ever receive.

My little Sparrow,

Since coming to this place, I’ve watched my little girl grow up before my eyes. I’ve watched you grow, I’ve watched you thrive.

You are the most incredible woman, and I cannot be more proud and honoured to be your father in this crazy life.

Sparrow, your men, they are who you belong with.

They have brought out your passion.

Don’t blame them for a decision I made and if you are reading this then you know exactly what I did.

I wasn't keeping the truth from you. I was giving you the chance to live, baby girl.

At the end of every day, I’ll always choose you.

But, on the day we separate, I need you to choose them.

Don’t turn away from them and don’t you dare wallow in your emotions. I know you too damn well.

They’re your endgame, baby girl.

This is the part where we say goodbye for now.

I refuse to believe this is forever, Sparrow. I trust your men to find me because it’s what YOU will need.

Please trust them too.

Dimitri won’t kill me, baby girl.

The only thing that matters to me is you’re trusting them and sticking close.

Whatever happens, I know we'll be together again.

Have faith. I do.

Love you always and forever and a day,

- Bald Eagle Dad

The letter slides from my hands as tears fall freely from my eyes. He knew. He did this on purpose.

I didn’t want to believe it, but I have no other choice at this point. He’s not dead. I refuse to believe that. Did I mean anything to him to just give up this easily?

I let a scream loose from my lungs that rivals what my soul is feeling.

Tor pulls me up to stand, giving me a hug, uncaring that I’m a complete ball of anger and tears right now.

“Come with me. Trust me and don’t talk. You need this,” he says, taking my hand in his and pulling me up the stairs.

I do my best to release all of the emotions swirling inside of me as I follow him to another room in the house. One I haven’t seen before now. It’s dark and cold in here, but it’s filled with different kinds of gym equipment.

He pulls me to the middle of the room where a huge kickboxing bag is hanging from the ceiling.

“Let it out, Haliee. You need to scream, cry, destroy? Do it here. I live with Barren and Creed. I’ve seen their anxiety and Creed’s Wrath, and I can see the need banging around in your mind to be let out. Let go,” Torren says, crossing his arms over his chest.

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