“Daddy.” Jessica said down the phone in a voice which wasn’t hers that one word made the breath catch in my throat and my heart seemed to stop. She hadn’t called me that god I couldn’t even remember. Dad had stopped after she turned about five but Daddy. My poor little girl I could hear her fear. “Jessie Princess.” I said gently. “Are you Okay?” As Jamie all but flung himself across the room with a growl, I shot him an Alpha glare, which froze him in place. But I could see him still twitching as though he still wanted to lean over and snatch the phone right out of my hand. Jessica began to gabble quickly in what after a few seconds I recognised as Russian , cursing myself for the rustiness of my language comprehension I jabbed the speakerphone hoping one of my assembled sons would-be able

