Nicole's Pov
Drake, Grace, and I step into Mason's office, greeted by the scent of leather and the faint aroma of the coffee Richard has been nursing. As before, Mason gestures for us to take seats in the plush seating area, the gravity of the moment evident in the tension hanging in the air.
Richard leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees as his sharp gaze shifts between us. “I have some news,” he begins, his voice calm but laced with urgency. “My contact has successfully reached out to someone from your father’s pack, Nicole.”
My breath catches, my fingers tightening slightly on Drake’s arm. “And? What did they say?”
Richard holds up a hand to temper my rising anticipation. “They’re cautious, as expected. They haven’t agreed to meet yet, but the good news is they didn’t outrig
