Jordan POV
A grin that forces its way on my face, along with the murderous spark that dances before my vision. “Then you hunt down the bastards that touched her.” Jayden stares at me.
“No one should be forced to live like that. If what you are seeing is real, you need to stop it even if it ends there,” I tell him.
He glances around as if the answer to his prayers is somewhere near, but as soon as he realizes it isn’t, Jayden sighs and nods. “Fine, I will tell her,” he whispers and returns this gaze to mine.
If not more, at least now I know he has taken my words seriously, and he isn’t saying this just to put my mind at ease. I offer him a weak smile and slap my hand on his shoulder. “Good, come on then, let's find this sister of mine. Then we can focus on finding your mate.”
His eyes widen again as he gasps out, “You want to help?”
I shrug. “We may not see eye to eye, but we are still family. Family help each other,” I tell him and gently squeeze his shoulder.
“You seemed pretty pisse
