At 6 o’clock in the morning, before the day broke into the dark, the second son of the Lanton Family, Samuel Lanton, got a phone call from the pack’s lawyer, Patrick, in his dorm.
The college student reached his hand to the nightstand to pick up the phone, and asked with an annoyed frown, “What?”
The young lawyer sounded in alarm at the other end of the cell phone.
“I am in the police department with Charlie right now, Samuel. But Charlie is fine. There’s nothing to be worried about. Please don’t get panicked or angry,” he said.
Samuel instantly went sober. He sat up from the bed with a deepened frown, “What are you talking about? What the hell is Charlie doing in the police department? Is Vince there?”
The lawyer quickly answered, “No, Alpha isn’t here.” He kind of stuttered when
