Hopi POV
I have been pacing my room trying to figure out what to do next. Cursing under my breathe, I throw a vase across the room smashing it into the wall. The sound of glass shattering draws attention to my room, and I hear a soft knock at the door. My brother, Samuel, pokes his head in asking for entry. I oblige and as he walks in, he averts his gaze to the floor. Sam glances to the glass on the floor before he looks up to meet my gaze. “Hopi what is wrong?”
I glare at him before growling loudly. He takes a step back at my outburst. Sighingly deeply I rub my hand over my face, “I don’t know if this plan is going to work.” I look up to see a concerned look on his face. “Does he not want to date you? Is he not going to be our way into the pack?” I turn my back on Sam so that he can’t s
