Jason stared at the file with her name on. He couldn’t tell her the only reason they’d kept her alive was because of him. They had known all along who’d bitten her, but they kept Daniella from him, masking her scent so he couldn’t find her. His father knew what was happening, and he also knew about Jason taking Daniella as a toy.
“It’s not the best way to get your woman to stick around you, son,” his father had said.
Fortunately, he’d agreed not to tell Jason’s secret about him being the one to bite her.
Daniella reached for another piece of chicken, and he caressed her stomach. His seed had taken within her. She was no longer fertile but pregnant with his baby.
“All of these files.”
“There are about twenty,” he said.
“Does that include mine and Oliver’s?” she asked,
biting into another piece of chicken.
“No. It’s twenty-two if you include yours. My sister is in there as well.”
“What does her file say?”