It was that worse. Jordan followed me back to the Royal pack house, and I just had to keep my hopes high about the whole thing.

 I planned to take him straight to the room where my dad was but I had no idea there were strict interrogators waiting for me in the living room.

The moment we got into the first living room, I met my mum, Beta Harold the third who was Julian's father and then Julian himself, waiting in the living room.

 The security around the pack house had tightened up that earlier when I left in the morning but I just waved it off.

"Mum, Uncle,...