Chapter 91

Keegan POV:

I saw Claire run and hit me hard enough that I stumbled back a step. The force her arms exerted to hold onto me was staggering. "Claire," I whispered hoarsely. My first instinct was to grab hold of her and run. Something was stopping me. My mind was in chaos instead of the focus it needed to be in due to the fear I had kept at bay paralyzing me now.

I felt the sob quake through her body, her choked rasp of, "Daddy," tore through me.

"Oh, baby girl."

"I'm here, Keegan," Giles said from behind me, reaching over my shoulder for my weapon. I was so out of it, that I had forgotten I had that thing in my hand, near my pup. I let him take it, and instantly after, I was wrapping my hands around Claire, hauling her up into my arms.

Her face pressed against my shoulder as she cried, "I want Mommy."

"I know," I said in a soothing and calm voice. I wanted her with us, too.

Fucking hell, I was too close to the dark edge of my emotions.