"Alpha Wyatt, your daughter has been screwing around with strangers, probably a rogue, on the night of mating. You almost mobilized the werewolves of the pack to look for her. If that gets out, she will embarrass our pack!" Melina looked at me with a vicious eyes. "Catherine, I told you to look for Jessica. But you were here for fun." "Catherine, you disappoint me." Father shook his head as he looked at the mess in the room behind me. I came from the Red Rose Pack. My father was the Alpha, and my mother died when I was three. The pack couldn't be strong without Luna, so my father married my stepmother. A year later, my sister Jessica was born.