"What are you…" her brows furrowed as he was not meant to join them.
They have rode far away. How did he even catch up so soon?
"... i will handle it, wife!" wife, he was called her wife as if he was proud of it, proud of her? Did that even matter? The saner part of Ana scowled at her as she scowled at Garrison.
But the man in question was already grinning at Vincent like a grim reaper. There was nothing kind or soft in his smile that brought Vincent to the edge.
"What do you want from me in exchange?" no wonder her brother asked that while trying to match Garrison's eyes. Something had changed in them.
"Why will I do that? Are we not family?" Garrison's grin grew wider making Vincent grit his teeth.
"You want me to believe that?" Vincent scoffed making Ana frown but Garrison just titled his head and asked,
"Do you not want to come anymore?"
"Of course, I believe you."
