*Crshhk!*
The door of the car was violently ripped open and flung aside as if it were mere paper.
A rough, deep voice boomed through the air, laden with fury and protectiveness, "Which bastard dares to kidnap my daughter?!" Logan roared as he took a look inside the car to see if his daughter was alright, only to have his eyes widen.
"Dad!" Amelia's shriek pierced the air as she scrambled to cover herself, clutching her bra in a desperate bid for modesty while Asher, somewhat caught off guard, could only muster a stumped expression at the sight of Logan standing imposingly at the torn-off door.
It looked like her old man hadn't changed one bit, even after his daughter became one of the most respected Hunters in the world.
Logan, initially fueled by rage, was stopped cold by the sight before him—a half-naked man next to his equally half-naked daughter.
