THERON’S POV
I rolled my eyes at the dramatics.
Leaning back into my seat, I tilted my head at my father—unfazed.
Unfortunately, some things do get old—including torture.
“What would you like to know?”
“Why did you leave the pack yesterday?” He asked, leaning back into his seat as well.
So, he had heard.
“Tell me everything that happened. I need to know why that old hag was throwing such a fit.”
I sighed, already drained before I had even begun.
“My brothers and I left the pack boundaries in search of a seer—Nyoka. We were attacked by hunters at a tavern in the rogue lands. Not only was it strange that hunters were that close to our kingdom’s territory, but they were also led by Helia Voss specifically.”
Father’s brows creased slightly at that.
“The rogues were working with the
