"Let him go, Cas," uncle Alex spoke up, after a moment of silence.
"What do you mean let him go?" Uncle Caspian turned to his brother. "Do you know what's in-"
"Yes, actually. I do. I was there last night," he said casually playing with Inez's dyed hair, while she sat on his lap, eating.
"What?!" Both my father and uncle Caspian exclaimed. "Bro, you better be f*****g joking,"
"There's a child here, foulmouthed i***t. I'm a wolf, you think I had a choice," he looked up at them. "Besides, they can't get through security,"
"You clearly don't know my son," my father stated.
"Who does?" Uncle Alex rose a brow. "Do you know him?" My father looked back at me, pursing his lips.
"You're not going," Caspian said to Rourke, who stood behind me, quite frightened.
"I need him to show me som
