Lottie POV
My eyes remained locked on Knox's blue orbs while Kane's thumb gently stroked my wrist as he pinned them above my head. I knew my father wouldn't pick up on the support their touch offered, and it took everything in me not to let my face crumble and drop the mask of anger I wore as I glared into the icy hues of Knox.
"Lottie?" My father questioned from the doorway.
"We are busy!" Kane growled, his face still facing mine; I could feel the anger rippling off them both, and to an outsider, I knew it would like it was aimed at me; with how Kane had me pinned up to the wall, his body caging me, Knox's blocking any attempt of escape. I looked every bit like a heartbroken mate. And I guess I was!
"Release my daughter!" My father ordered, but even I could hear how weak he sounded
