Wilder made his way to the Alpha house, he checked his reflection in the window of his car, making sure that he looked good and went to his father’s office.
A week has passed since Wilder was rushed to the hospital. All of the bruises and cuts were healed, only the silver knife’s cut was still there, though it was getting better, it would be another week until it fully healed.
Wilder knocked on the door and heard a ‘come in’. He walked in and sat in his usual seat, he was used to coming here every time he got caught doing something bad. But this time was different, as Wilder wasn’t called into the office. He came here on his own accord, to have a conversation with his father.
“Good evening, father,” Wilder said, he knew that around this time his father was finishing up all t
