Undercover Lovers

Chapter Forty One

Asher's POV

I wake up to chaos. My lights are on, clothes are being thrown at me, my blankets are taking away. I open my eyes to the scariest sight ever imaginable.

My dad races as he puts on a shirt and jacket, his face red as veins pop at his throat. He's screaming. Something about Hana. For me to get my clothes on.

That's not the crippling thing however. The anger and destruction that pierces his blue eyes. Making them swarm with various colors of blue. They're dark. Darker than the night he.....

I make the connection then. He's blood hungry. He wants to do damage. To ruin.

I ask nothing but quickly thrown on the jacket and pull the jeans over my shorts. I don't make time to put on socks but slide my feet into my shoes.

What awaits me in the hallway nearly crushes me. Mom is hurriedly searching through her purse as she runs to the front door. Tears stream down her face. Something soul crushing and haunting swims behind her eyes.

Her eyes meet mine, giving me a sad frown and then running out the door.

Panic fills me and I run after her, I don't know what's going on. I don't think I want to.

A hand touches my arm once I get to the door, making me jump in panic. Dad's eyes stay away from mine, his scowl set and unmoving. He won't look at me. He doesn't want to look at me like that.

I race out the door, sliding into the back seat of dad's car. Mom sits in the passenger seat, her legs shaking and her chest shaking with tears.

I begin to talk. Ask. Do something. I miss the chance when dad opens the drivers seat and slams himself into the seat. He shakes with anger, his muscles all flexed. His body is tensed and solid.

"Asher. Lay your head down." He says. My stomach drops then. Nothing is within it. No emotions. Nothing but a deep hunger. He's dead inside currently. When father doesn't feel anything, the people he targets will only feel pain. People die.

I put my seatbelt on and lay my head in between my knees. I try not to think of the time at the fights.... How easily he.....

I take deep breaths. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. In. out. In. Out. In. Out. In. In. In. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. Out. Out. In. In. In. Out. In. Out.

Xavier's POV

"Shut the fuck up! I want the security cameras checked! Hack every house! Get that bastards identity!"

Rage.

All I can feel is red. My body is scorching and my blood lit. I'm a match ready to cause destruction. All I need is a trigger. Finding this fucking cunts identity will be it.

Right now. I have to be with Hana. She's silent now. Unspeaking.

She won't talk. She'll whisper quiet words, going silent once again when someone hears her. Her knees stay within her arms and her face inside her knees. I fear for her mental stability.

She's been this way since someone mentioned the worry or her babies.

She told us... that he hadn't done anything below her belt. The trauma can cause difficulties with her babies though. Being thrown around and manhandled could cause a.... miscarriage.