THE PAST.
OSCAR'S POV.
I loved the fact that Reagan trusted me because the plan that I had was crazy and it might not even work but still I had to try, she was my wife now and there's no way I would let us be torn apart.
I drove into the pack and I knew that this fight wasn't going to be easy, my father might be dying but he still weilds power and holds the respect of just not our people but his fellow Alpha's.
I park my car in the driveway and make my way into the house. “Oh my God, Oscar, where the hell have you been?” My little sister Maya asked me as she ran down the stairs.
“I had to get some space to think.” I tell her.
“What did you do to dad?” She asked me.
“What are you talking about? Is he alright?” I asked her, in all my thinking of ways to be with Reagan and how t
