Jared

“Where is my father at a moment like this?” Adam grumbled and sighed, gulping the last drop of his vodka.

Jared just shook his half-empty glass and stared at it. More than an hour had passed since Ilona left them, and Amely was in the dungeon again. Like she always was the last two days. His heart clenched with worry.

“I talked to him on the phone,” he murmured, tired. “After he left the hospital and Mila's room, he got a call that a few of the allied Alphas have entered the town. They've been asking for permission to enter for a while now. But this time, Derek didn't...