As I sat in the courtroom, surrounded by all the other Alphas and my father, I couldn't help but steal glances at Ryan. He looked confident.

And just beside him, was sitting Tristen.

An eye candy and an eye sore in one frame.

We were there to discuss the Grey wolf situation, but my mind kept wandering back to him, me and our first encounter.

We were actually there to analyse and resolve the events that took place that night.

"So, what do you propose we do about the Grey wolves?" my father asked, bringing me back to reality.

"I think we should send a delegation to their pack and...