AARON POV
When Rett said it, my blood ran cold.
“Alpha Armand showed up at breakfast.” He paused, probably relishing the attention. “He told her he’d secluded a spot for her by the lake, so she could shift in peace tonight.”
My brothers and I exchanged glances, careful to keep our faces neutral, but the tension between us was palpable. We didn’t need to say anything aloud to understand each other. Something was definitely in the air, and if our father was involved, it couldn’t be good.
Alek’s voice broke through our mindlink, sharp and low. We need to figure out what’s going on, fast. Meet in the hallway. Act normal.
I nodded, keeping my expression blank and excused myself casually. Alan followed, his face a mask of disinterest, but I could feel his anger bubbling beneath the surf
