Azalea
I paced the floor waiting for Liam to link, or call, or anything. The boys were curled up in blankets, sleeping on the couch. Leo had not woken up making Felix have to lift him from his bed to bring him in here. Junior had followed me after some convincing and pulling but he fell quickly back asleep when we got to our room. Felix stood by the door, arms crossed, with his normal serious expression. Even if Liam linked him about whatever was happening at the prison, I knew he wasn’t going to tell me without permission from Liam. Felix’s loyalty to Liam was admirable but also frustrating.
The guard had said something was happening at the prison and that worried me. I had denied every request from Gwen and her therapist to release her. The conversations I had with her therapist had n
