Roxy
"What do you mean we have to go home?"
I stared at my brother expectantly after he dropped this bombshell on me. It was the end of the second month, and I thought he was only supposed to submit a report. But go home?
There was nothing in our agreement that said we had to go home.
Going home might’ve been a great idea under normal circumstances, but not now. Not when I was marked and smelled like the Alpha of the enemy pack. There was no way Dad wouldn’t notice.
And then what? He certainly wouldn’t scrap the plan just for me. He’d lock me up at home and insist I’d find a new mate, as if I could ever replace Ace.
But was the mission really that important to him—even more important than me? I didn’t want to test that theory, but it hung heavily in the back of my mind.
"Whoa, why a
