Jemma's POV
Tears streamed down my face as I ran out of my father's office. I ignored my father and mate calling to me. I stopped right before stepping into the living room. I took a deep breath and wiped the tears from my face. Nicky was lying on his father's lap on the couch. My friend Lewis was sitting beside Jeremy. There were several other pack members watching a TV show. Their heads all snapped to look at me as I walked over to the couch. I sat down beside Jeremy. He and Lewis looked at me with a wide-eyed expression.
"What's going on, Jemma? Why is the King here?" Lewis asked me.
I shook my head and shrugged. I placed my hand on Nicky's arm. "Hey, buddy. Are you ready for bed?" He looked at me sleepily as Jeremy stroked his hair.
Nicky shook his head. "I'm not
