Declan's POV
The SUV rumbled down the dirt road, tension thick in the air. Elena sat beside me, her hand on my thigh, a silent comfort. Thomas and Jason were in the back, eyes scanning the trees for any sign of trouble.
I gripped the steering wheel tighter, my knuckles turning white. Meeting my father after all these years... part of me wanted answers, another part just wanted to rip his throat out.
"You okay?" Elena asked softly.
I grunted in response. How could I be okay? The man I thought was dead, the man I'd mourned and tried to live up to, was not only alive but coming to kill me. And now we were driving straight into what could be a trap.
"Stay alert," I growled to the others. "We don't know what we're walking into."
The words had barely left my mouth when something slammed in
