The fear I felt just doubled. My uncle was right. I should have never left that office! I should have never left her alone with him!
“Andrew…,” my aunt spoke, but I didn’t hear the rest.
I growled as I rushed out of my mom’s office and toward my dad’s. I saw red. I was going to kill him.
Someone stopped me though.
I growled and looked behind me.
It was Jake.
“Don’t, Alex,” he said, tightening his arms around me. “She is okay. Give her a few minutes to deal with this on her own.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. Did he think that he would be able to stop me? I could shake him off like a bug.
“Alex,” I heard my dad’s voice.
I looked up and saw him standing at the entrance to my mom’s office.
“Give her a few more minutes,” dad said quietly. “She is okay.”
I wanted to rip them all into tiny pieces.
“Come on,” Jake said as he started to pull me back into my mom’s office.
“Don’t lecture me, Andrew,” I heard my mom’s annoyed voice. “I was there. I saved them.”
I walked in just in time to see my uncle growl at my mom.
“I swear to Goddess, Andrew, I will punch you if you don’t stop growling at your sister,” my aunt said sternly.
“That is my niece in there!” my uncle said, clenching his fists. “What if he hurts her? What if he tries to take her away? He is his father’s son.”
“Warriors are stationed around the packhouse,” Jake said calmly. “We’ve increased border security. He isn’t taking her anywhere.”
“I mind-linked Jake as soon as I agreed to this shitshow,” my dad said. “I told him what happened and I told him to secure the place. I am not letting anything bad happen to my princess.”
My uncle scoffed and sat down on the couch. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at my aunt.
“Do you agree with Emma?” he asked her.
My aunt sighed and nodded.
“This boy isn’t Nathan,” my aunt said. “We can’t ruin the possibility of love for Sophie.”
And then a hopeful thought came to my mind.
“What if he is her cursed mate?” I asked, making all of them look at me. “What if she has two mates, just like mom did?”
I couldn't read the emotions on their faces.
“I hope not,” my mom said. “I don’t want her to go through that.”
“But that could mean that there is another man for her,” I said. “That could mean that she can reject Hunter.”
My mom sighed and approached me. She lifted her hands and cupped my cheeks.
“I know that you are worried, honey,” she said softly. “I know that you want to keep your sister safe, but don’t hope that she has two mates. You don’t want her to go through that pain.”