Chapter 134. The Confrontation

I watched as my father's jaw tightened, his brows furrowing deeper with each passing moment we sat at the table in the dining room waiting for everyone to get here. He had been silent but the mood in the room was anything but calm. Knox sat beside me practically vibrating with nerves. Without a word, I reached out and placed a calming hand on his knee, halting his anxious bouncing.

I understood his pain. I could feel him searching the mate bond for our girl, and like me, he found it empty and lonely without her. Although I could sense it hadn't been severed like last time, only muted, it didn't ease the wrenching pain in my gut at the loss of her. I needed this shit over with and quickly, so I could get to the matter at hand; hunting the bastard that took her from me and killing him.

Slowly!

"You're making the table shake!" I whispered to Knox, squeezing his leg as two of the Sparrow Brothers, Adam and Liam, strode in, flanked by Anthony and Mike,