“I didn’t go against a pack order. I used my Beta initiative, which oddly enough your Dad trusts me to do. So, I chose to give my daughter permission. And plan to okay it with your Dad. She will return when a vacancy becomes available here, as agreed with her when she gained her degree, that she works for us. But, as you know, there are no vacancies, so it seemed silly for her degree to go to waste. And for her to be sat twiddling her thumbs until we needed her, so I agreed she should find something until we need her.” My Dad says with authority, like he dared Miles to argue, but I knew damn well he would.
“That was not your choice.” He snarled.
“Hmm, I believe it was.” Dad said.
“No. Bailey was told she was not to work for anybody else. She had to remain in the pack.” Miles snarled.
