Liana POV
“Father,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. He called me after so many days and this was how he started the conversation. He was such a cold-hearted, cruel wolf, who knew how to make his near and dear ones feel unwanted. “How are you?” I asked, my voice trembling despite my effort to sound strong.
“My daughter defied my order and ran to my enemy. What do you expect, Liana?” he scoffed.
“No one sane would let their daughter be marked by that demon!” I retorted. “You knew he had killed she-wolves for his entertainment, and yet you forced me to be marked by him. So dear Alpha Victor, tell me, what do you want?” I asked as rage bubbled inside me, replacing my fear.
After a pause, he chuckled, a cold, menacing sound. “It’s simple, really. Return to Rowan’s pack, or face
