*Dawson's POV*
"You OK?" I asked, checking over Harper, looking her up and down, making sure she was unharmed. "They didn't touch you, did they?" She shook her head no and I instantly breathed a sigh of relief as I gently grabbed her cheek and kissed her on the forehead, thankful nothing bad happened. Don't get me wrong, I was pissed, beyond pissed. I turned my attention to Alan and my anger was hard to hide, it was written all over my face. I could sense the fear within him, cowering back as I approached him.
"How were you not right there!?" I asked, yelling at Alan. He looked nervous and he should be. He was supposed to be guarding her. What was the point of a guard if he wasn't there to catch things like this? The anger inside me continued to rise. I clenched my fist, trying to calm m
