AMARA'S POV
I stopped dead in my tracks. My pulse throbbed with an unhealthy amount of adrenaline. “Excuse you, what did you just say?”
“Honey. Now isn't a time to act stubborn. Let's just get past this and act like nothing happened.” My Dad said in the most persuasive tone he could come up with.
How can we get past this, when my life is about to take a turn I didn't prepare for?
I wrinkled my nose at him. "Daddy. this isn't right and you know it. Rylan Walton can't just boss people around because he thinks we're below him."
Kyle let out a groan. "For crying out loud, Amara. Do you have to protest against everything?" He shrugged. “If it'll help you act right, we're actually below the Walton's. We're below the Oakville pack. We don't even stand a chance against them, so it's best
