Harper’s POV:
When we arrived at mother Abigail’s house, they brought me straight down to the cellar and Dax had put me through the humiliating experience of searching me, I stood naked before him, while he searched through my clothes lying on the floor “Enough I don’t have the f*****g amulet!”
I had noticed that during his search he hadn’t looked at me once. He threw my shirt and jeans towards me and walked out of the cellar. “Get dressed, quickly”. In his haste he had forgotten to check my mouth, which I was currently very grateful for.
I sensed movement in the cell next to mine, “Any one there”
But no one answered.
He came back a couple of minutes later carrying a tray.
I wasn’t expecting Dax so soon and my spirits dropped, “Another muffin overing, this time strawberry, you l
