Riley

The massive iron gates of the Porter Estate clicked open slowly as I drove the dented truck through the security checkpoint, and the high-beam headlights of three guard vehicles immediately swiveled to track us as we moved up the long gravel driveway toward the main mansion. The pack warriors were standing on the stone steps with their rifles held ready because the news of the high-profile shootout at the university pavilion had already reached the central council, and I could feel Fantine shifting uncomfortably in the passenger seat beside me as she looked at the heavy security presence surrounding my family’s home.

"Your father’s men look like they are...