ALDRIC'S POV
This is torture. Nothing but absolute torture.
Being here and not knowing what exactly is going on, not being able to tell if she's alright or what will become of her, having no idea where she is and how she's doing.
Was she scared?
Was she in tears, was she crying?
Did they hurt her?
That last thought had my fingers balling up into fists as I shut my eyes tightly to try and regain control.
They better not. They better not have touched her because if I find out that those insolent sons of bitches laid a finger on her—and I mean one single finger on her—I swear to goddess...
"Aldric, you need to calm down. Get a hold of yourself before you end up setting this car on fire with us both in it."
Ethan said from beside me, but I shook my head.
"I can't. I can't be calm, Et
