CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
Tia
After giving father my report on the infiltration mission so far, deliberately leaving out important facts, I left for the cabin the next day.
I barely caught a glimpse of Owen who passed me in urgent strides as he left for the pack house, the words, ‘important’ and ‘meeting’ leaving his mouth before he disappeared from my sight.
Clearly, I wasn’t invited.
Which was fine because I didn’t want to be. Knowing anything important meant I’d be obligated to return to father with something to pull him closer to his goal. I could lie, but even that would be costly given the spies I knew father was likely to send after me. As much as Ryan had tightened security around his territory, father always had his way. Not knowing how he did it wasn’t going to make it suddenly
