Dhalia POV
I don't speak. I'm not sure I could even if I wanted to. Instead, I sit quietly and listen. He wants to trade me for their goods. I know they will agree. They want them back.
Maybe they wouldn't have before, but now that they have found out about Justin, I doubt they would even need to consider it before agreeing. Which I deserve; I should have been honest with them from the start.
"She's a burden, I'm taking it from you." My stepdad looks between them.
"No." Jax looks at him, and I sit shocked.
"We don't need you to get our things back; we already know where they are. Even had we not, we'd not agree to trade her." Chase steps closer, and I stare at him. Of them all, I expected him to agree. He seems to hate me again. I deserve his hate.
"You think she's something special?
