Luther's POV

We walk up to the pack lands. There is not a guard in sight. Walking towards the main house, I see some people move out to the porch.

“JAKE!" I shout. Where is that pathetic little worm."I'm here." A man steps forward. He is thinner and paler than he used to be.

“Jake? You look.. like hell." Jake l steps closer to me.

"What are you doing here, Luther?" He asks exhaustively.

"I am here about my daughter." His face doesn't change when I bring her up.

"I'm trying to figure out what happened to her." I add."I don't know what happened to her. She let me out...