At my touch, his dazed green eyes opened. “Lennon?”
“No, Dall,” I told him softly. “It’s just me. Do you think you can eat something?”
But he was already closing his eyes, his unshaven chin falling to the side.
“We’re going to need to get him to the hospital soon, B,” Zeke said from the doorway, making me jump.
I looked back at him, knowing he was right but not wanting to admit it out loud.
It was my fault he was sick like this. I had pushed him into bonding with Lennon despite knowing we were playing with fire.
“Do you regret it?” I asked instead as I pressed my hand to my twin’s cheek, feeling the bone pressing into my palm. My jaw clenched as anger filled me.
“No,” the other alpha said simply. “I’m of the mind that all of the best things in life should be fought for.”
“But isn’t this too high of a price? I mean look at Dallas, and you’ve seen Lennon, all of that work we put into getting her taking care of herself…gone.”
I couldn’t understand Athena Holloway’s motive for treating her daughter this way. It was so damned obvious that she loved her daughter. She looked at her like she was the most important person in the world, and yet she went so far against her daughter’s wishes that it made my head spin.
Zeke said nothing, instead he gripped both of my shoulders and gave them a firm, comforting squeeze, his eyes on our sick pack mate.
“Hey,” Maverick said, knocking on the doorframe as he came in holding up his phone. “I’ve got Farrow on the phone.”
Zeke hurried to join him and I took a moment to tuck my brother securely in again before meeting them in the living room where they were already firing questions off at the former vice president.
“How is she? Has she asked about us?” Zeke was asking.
“How much longer do you think this is going to go on?” Maverick added in.
“Boys,” Farrow cut in, sounding exhausted. “I’m afraid that Bunny and I won’t have many answers for you. Unfortunately, Athena has cut us off due to our roles in your, ah,romantic rendezvous. We know about as much as you.”
Frustration filled my chest. “Why is she doing this? Why does she want to control Lennon so much?”
A heavy sigh came from the speaker. “Son, my daughter has had a very hard few years since losing her husband. It has made her very…protectiveover her children. Maybe overly so. I thought that she was making progress by promising Lennon she would let her live her life after this election, but now I’m not so sure if that would have happened. My wife has been trying to get through to her but it’s been proving to be rather difficult.”
Zeke snorted softly at that. We had all seen where Lennon inherited her stubbornness from in the living room that day.
“So what do we do now?” I asked flatly. “My brother is dying over here, which I’m sure the doctor we had over here has already told you.”
I was under no impression that we weren’t under heavy surveillance by Farrow Holloway and the rest of his people.
They wanted to make sure we weren’t trying to reach out to Lennon without their say so.
There was a long silence.
“Well, for one I can get your brother a place in the hospital. He needs specialized round the clock care that you three can’t provide.”
I felt my anger start to rise at his words. I could take care of my brother. We’d always taken care of each other throughout our lives and this would be no different.
“B,” Maverick said softly, probably feeling the hot flash of my rage through what was left of our bond without Lennon at the center. “He’s just trying to help.”
He was right, of course.
With a sigh, I planted both hands on the kitchen table and let my shoulders sink in surrender. “Thank you, Farrow. We’ll take you up on that.”
“And,” Farrow continued as if my agreement to put Dallas in the hospital had been a foregone conclusion. “I may have an idea on how we can get a message to Lennon to bridge the gap until the election.”
That made all of us sit up a little straighter.
