The Protective Husband and Father

POV Bella Masterson

I watched as Thorne walked out of the house holding on to the twins’ hands. He came towards the squad car I was sitting in and nervously biting my nails waiting to hear word. As soon as he was in my view I opened the door and ran to them, throwing my arms around them and kissing them, holding them close. As I picked up Natalia and squeezed her tears streamed down my cheeks. There was no time for a reunion as we were whisked away in the ambulance. My children were dehydrated and needed to be taken to the hospital where they each had an intravenous put in and were placed on around the clock surveillance, not because of their health but because Weston had escaped and the authorities worried he may try something.

“ So Weston got away?” I asked Thorne. He wouldn’t leave our side. He put all of us in the same wing including Nate and doubled the security around us.

“ Yeah, it appears so.” He answered and sat next to the bed looking in on our twins. He had gotten hit in