Thaddeus POV
“Why isn't she answering?” I growl for the hundredth time as I get her voicemail.
“She will be fine; she just needs to calm down,” Ryland says, placing Mara in her chair to eat her dinner.
“It's been hours, Ryland,” I tell him, putting Mara's plate in front of her.
“I will go find her,” Orion says, grabbing his jacket from behind the front door and putting it on. Mara picks up a piece of broccoli and viciously bites the head off, making a dinosaur chomping noise as she devours the chunk.
“I will go with you,” I tell him, about to go grab a jacket, when Ryland walks over to Orion.
“Stay with Mara; I will go with him. She still likes me, sorta,” he says, grabbing my jacket and putting it on.
“Just find her and bring her home. I don't care if you have to drag her home k
