Jared

When Amely got down to the living room, she saw that everybody was gathered around the dining table with serious looks on their faces. Jared fixed his gaze on her and the scowl she was sporting. He knew why.

There were… two trackers sitting at the end of the table on his right.

“Sit,” the Alpha ordered her, and she glared at him and his rough tone. She lifted her shoulders, and her father growled in warning.

Jared grunted. There was no time for this now. They were going to bicker and snap at each other later. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to himself, making her sit...