Briar
“Should I be worried?” I asked Severin when we reached me.
“Of course not, Princess.”
“Then why’s Dad coming here?” I hissed.
“Briar Freya James,” Dad said.
I cringed, and Severin smiled. Why did he like it so much when my full name was used?
“I would have expected my daughter to pick up my call after being involved in a shooting.”
I brushed a lock of hair behind my ear. “I was fine. Shaken, but good. I said I’d come visit, though.”
He nodded and turned to Ana. “Go to the car, we’re leaving.”
She bobbed her head. “Yes, Sir. Bye Briar.
I waved as she marched off. Since I had my father here and it was a public place with witnesses, I thought it was a good time to have a serious conversation with him. The mood couldn’t get gloomier.
“Sev, I’ll be right back.”
He held my arm
