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My father appeared from the other room, his eyes lingering on Violet's naked body. I snarled at him, and he quickly collected himself, locking eyes with me instead.
"What do you mean, fucking gone?"
"They disappeared," father grunted. "They must have a way to get out of here. The men are searching the woods now, but we lost them—it was as if they disappeared into thin air."
"Un-fucking-believable," I grunted. "Keep searching!"
Violet whimpered in my arms, reminding me everything I'd ever truly cared for was right there, in my solid embrace. I focused my attention back on her, taking in her softness, her bruises, her shaky limbs.
And suddenly, none of it mattered. Not Peterson, and not my mother.
All I cared about in the world was right there, in my arms.
And nothing else mattered.
Chapter 14
Violet
Myheadwasspinningwith everything that I took in. I had no idea why Dominic Windsor was there. Devlin hated him. I couldn’t focus on that. I had a million thoughts going at the same time. I was happy to feel Devlin’s arms around me, but that joy was short lived as other realizations began to settle in.
“Devlin.” I squeezed his arm. “We need to get Georgia. I don’t know if she was involved in this, or a victim. If it’s the latter, then they may go after her.”
“Shit.” Devlin ground out his words. “Yeah, we can’t leave her with Peterson, even if she was a part of everything. They’ll take their revenge on her just to spite us.”
“I’ll go get Georgia.” Dominic took a step forward. “You two have been through enough.”
“Thank you.” Devlin nodded to his father and stared as he left the room.
“Can we trust him? Devlin, I…” I felt a twinge of concern.
“Right now?” He shook his head and sighed. “We have to. We’ve agreed to put aside our differences for the time being. I don’t know how long the truce will last, but he’s not going to hurt your sister. He…”
“What is it?” I blinked in confusion.
“Let’s just say he has a reason not to hurt her. I’ll explain the rest, but this is one rare situation where I know she’s as safe with him as you are with me.” Devlin pulled me close. “Let’s get out of here.”
I called Devlin. He came. He saved me. If he was ready to trust Dominic, then I had to do the same. There was so much I needed to explain to Devlin, but my thoughts were in shambles. I just needed his closeness. It was all the comfort I could embrace until I knew my sister was safe. Georgia may have been a part of Connor’s plan, but what I overheard when he was talking to Winter concerned me. It made me think she could have been a victim too.
“You’re safe now, princess.” Devlin pressed his lips to my forehead. “Nobody is ever going to hurt you again. I’ll put my life on that.”
“I believe you.” I leaned against him.
Devlin wrapped me in a blanket before we walked outside to his waiting car. My thoughts finally began to come into focus once Sloane Manor was behind me. It was finally over. My torment. My agony. The entire ordeal. I moved closer to Devlin, and let my head rest against his shoulder.
“I can’t believe my mother did this. Peterson, I know he’s a sick bastard, but my own fucking mother.” Devlin exhaled sharply. “Fuck!”
“She wanted your company.” I looked up at him.
“No, she wanted revenge on the Cabots.” He shook his head.
“She did, but that wasn’t all she was after. They were both upset when they found out you got the money without selling your company…” I sighed. “This may not be over.”
“It’s over, princess. It’s finished.” He gritted his teeth. “The only thing either of them have to look forward to is their coffins, and I’ll nail them shut with my bare hands if I have to.”
I wanted to keep pressing the issue, but I could tell Devlin wasn’t in the mental state for me to do so. He was furious--had just learned that his mother betrayed him--it was a lot to take in. I had to come to terms with everything as well. We may have stopped Winter and Connor, but I was no closer to freeing my father from prison. If Winter was behind it, I doubted she left a trail behind that could be followed.
The only thing I could focus on was make sure my sister was safe--and it was probably time for me to talk to Rhys. I had avoided it because I knew he was at risk, but the Cabot family was going to have to come together if we were going to be able to survive the storm that still wasn’t done battering us. Not just the Cabots. Devlin had made peace with his father. An alliance between the Cabots and the Windsors may have been unheard of at one time, but we were both tangled together. Interwoven in whatever twisted plot Winter and Connor were planning.
